Blackfeather Woods Find your way, through the mist.

Polite and cool; an ideal packmate. He relaxes his posture, a cue for her to do the same, and offers a nod of approval. I am, He confirms, turning toward the border with a gesture for her to follow. Patrol with me? I like to get to know everyone in Ivory Rose. Rowan and I value the opinions of our followers. The explanation is simple, lacking any grandeur or projection of superiority. It's simply the way they lead — and hopefully appealing to Celara. For now, he knows not to count on her continued presence; far too many people have left his life for him to trust that she'll be a permanent fixture.