Deepwood Weald Boss Monsters

Collision remained where he stood, a fair distance away, and displayed no aggression. His eyes remained locked on the damaged stranger and the guard was unwavering. He wasn't going to leave the forest on account of this male's own agenda...or vendetta? He mentioned Vespera and Collision's ears tilted back. The visage of confidence and coolness slipping from grasp momentarily. 

 "What business is that of yours?" Who was he? How did he know Vespera. His eyes held a modicum more of intensity and his chest felt suddenly tight. Why? What was this? A sigh withdrew from his body, "Vespera is fine," His voice turning from the tightness that overcame it, but his curiosity ever the more peaked. What did he need this information for. Who was he reporting to? Maybe he was family...