Dragoncrest Cliffs the peace of wild things

While there is not much she knows about Étoille, she supposes she does not have to. He has done a great undertaking in the short time he has been here. Two long scouting missions within his first arrival and acclimating into the life they have here on the coast. She notes his scent in places, impressed by his initiative… perhaps even more than some of the others. If anything, she has formed a business-like bond with him and she is content with his work and feels no other need to engage unless she needs him, which he’s yet to offer complaint.

When he arrives, he nods and lowers his posture when he speaks her name. She returns a single nod of acknowledgement upon his approach and a hint of a tired, weary smile. Most of her just wants this all over with and perhaps this finally leg of a trip may offer them that. His skill hasn’t been questioned, either, even before he’d earned his rank and so it does not cause her to hesitate when she needs him. “Hux returned from Redhawk Caldera earlier, but without Wildfire. She is awake but does not intend to return until spring. I was thinking of returning to go see her and maybe to find out what happened,” she says, her smile fading fast. She hadn’t wanted to leave her and if she didn’t have Drageda to care for, she’d likely still be there. “Will you accompany me? I hope to shorten the journey to a few days, if possible,” she tells him. In other words, they’re gonna run until their legs fall off.

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