Sunset Sublime

Amon had not covered more than a handful of yards before a blur of red materialized. He froze, watching as the scarlet blob launched itself over the edge of the waterfall's mouth and plummeted into the water below. To his credit, Amon gave no outward sign of his astonishment other than the widening of his eyes. Teal orbs were locked onto the churning surface of the once-clam lagoon, waiting for whatever it was to resurface. When it did, Amon felt a breath slither out of him. Of course it would be another one of the strange astral wolves which seemed rampant here amongst Auster's lands.

It did much to endear Amon further to the small swath he could call his own. Clearly the land was riddled with magic and oddities and a presence of something more. Of course, that didn't mean this foreign-patterned wolves had been anything but a bother at his every interaction with them. His teal gaze fell on the small scarlet woman with as much impassivity as he could channel there. He quirked a brow, not deigning to speak, merely inquiring as to her sudden appearance.


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