Dawnlark Plains toe the line

his mouth stretched in a smile as he hailed the somewhat unexpected arrival of loir--he had thought himself doomed to solitude, at least today. he nodded in answer to her question, flicking his tail in invitation to her to follow along. "yes, of course," he responded amiably, before resuming his patrolling.

aditya glanced over at the pale woman. "how are you settling in, so far?" he asked, head canted slightly in query. "have you had a chance to make friends, get the feel of the place?" she had been here now for about a quarter-moon; she should have some idea of how things ran, here. he could wish that she arrived under better circumstances. . .but then, they might not have shown so much mercy to her at the border, had times not been so hard for them.

he said a silent prayer for grayday's soul, thankful again that the old leader had taken a chance on his sea-battered self.