Ghost Lion Crag darling remember, when you come to me

hurt darted across the ostregan's face, though he hid it with a game but rueful smile. dragomir was right -- he was not welcome on the spear, and it made most sense to start the search at home. he hoped for moonspear and pri's sake, she was simply somewhere sequestered in the mountain.. nursing the new wound that was dacio's death, no doubt.

he leveled a deep sigh, unwilling to face reality so soon. unwilling to think of how his and dragomir's life had changed forever. "i'll keep an eye out for her." he affirmed -- and he would keep his word too.

knowing their time would soon end, arcturus rose and looked sidelong at firebirds in the distance, and then at the spear. he made to turn and then, thinking better of it, turned back to dragomir with a bittersweet smile of farewell on his face. "i'll see you soon, i hope. if you need anything, you know where i am."