Whitebark Stream I saw you on the way back

@Artyom ?

 

Dæg had not stalled after the attack. Though little was still known of the man or woman who he had met in the days before, the leviathan had brushed by her scent before on his way south; he knew where home was for her. And though he had been dealt his own serving of wounds, and had rested for a few days in the aftermath of the incident, soon the druid was on his feet again. The borders became clear as he wandered upon them. Dægmar stiffened there, settling immediately. He did not wish to encroach upon their territory- simply wished to see if the woman had made it home safely. Though she was fiery and he knew nothing about her truly, there was a businesslike quality and a casual beauty to her that had him fret over his exiting of the scene in a moment so crucial for several days after. Refocusing himself and his intentions, he howled for the presence of some leader here, anyone who might be able to report to him- or someone he could report to in turn.