Alaric was patrolling the land with his cane corsos, filling in the time and making sure everything in the area was secured. Sure, it wasn't their territory. The band was simply settling here temporarily, however, Alaric would rather be safe than sorry. Especially after what happened in the forgotten isle with the worm. His orange gaze flickered around the area, scanning for signs of life. Then he smelled it: Atreyu. He decided to follow her scent, not really bothering to hide himself as he approached. He cleared his throat, nodding politely her way. "Fancy seeing you here." He rumbled. Was that a joke? It was his poor attempt at one to say the least. He flicked a black tipped ear. "It's a quiet day today." He hummed lowly, trying to fill the void of awkwardness that was left after the failure of a pun.

Atreyu was reflecting to herself in a quiet glen near one of the many beaver dens that littered the area when she heard the approach of Alaric. His pun did bring a smirk to her face, though it hung awkwardly in the air until he spoke again as she wasn't sure what a good come back would be, "It is a good day for reflection, meditation even, if you're feeling ambitious enough." It did seem that the earth stood still today, a much needed peace settling over their little part of the world. They needed a quiet day where nothing happened to them, time to breathe and relax once again after everything on the isle. Atreyu felt a pang of loss as she thought back to the worm, the grizzly end of Vayne. Biting back her tears, Atreyu gives Alaric a smile, "What are you out doing today?"

OOC: Sorry it's so short <3
"Talk." || Think || 'Hear.'

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Alaric listened as Atreyu spoke. Meditation, eh? Wasn't his cup of tea. "I suppose so." He answered back briefly, flicking an ear. Atreyu spoke once more, he could see her fighting the tears brimming in her eyes as she pressed on in conversation. "Well, I just returned from meeting two packs of Auster. Tojo-Kai and The Hallows." He cleared his throat, trying to be honest. He has met with the leaders of the packs at their borders, bring them gifts of food in exchange for information. "However, that conversation can wait if you need an ear to listen to you." His voice softened a little. As much as he was not good at comforting others, he would at least listen to Atreyu should she decide to talk about what was on her mind.