Moonspear o frabjous day! callooh! callay!

The pale Drakru answered with another nod, and lifted her muzzle to return the sentiment sincerely. You too. Safe travels, she bid her in a note that felt familiar enough between them, for she truly hoped the road was kind to her, wherever it would lead--and she did not doubt that she would do her share of covering ground, good, bad, or anything in between.

Opalia lingered to see her off, but soon enough, returned to the forests of the mountain.