Northstar Vale Steampunk dogfight.

he carried some of the shyness with him further as she asked after his past. it felt like it had just been yesterday that he had told arsenio he did not think of the past anymore. not when he had towhee, the children, her family.

but first he would run her through the name until she grew tired of it. then, and only then, would he move onto stories. uncertain just how much he had to share.

it was a rigid place, home. not too different from mereo, i think it is why i joined. but the location was very different. a dense forest full of green seemingly year round! but siblings did not stay long. not brothers at least. he was not the best story teller, as evident from the way he jumped about, however she had asked and he planned to deliver.