Sentinels of the Past [Rhaegara]

It was time for Rhaegara to be confused, listening as he explained that the owl had chosen to stay with him, that she had been injured and he had helped her in a time of great need. She suppose it was unorthodox, but still a choosing. She felt as if she needed to explain, and so she did. “Where I’m from, an heir apparent on their first nameday goes into the Forest of the Ancient Spirits as part of an ancient ceremony and part of their training.” Sorrow swarmed in her heart but she pushed it down. “My father chose a Fox named Elron. My grandmother a crow named Angelika.” She explained further as Carlys took off, circling above her.

“I chose Carlys, and she chose me. Where she flies, I will follow and where I run, she will do the same. Faithful companions until our dying days.” It was a tradition that had always warmed her heart.

He lowered onto his haunches, and she followed suit, not wishing to seem aggressive. These lands were strange, and apparently held different customs than she was used to. She would need information if she were to continue on without accidentally picking a fight over rules she did not know. “It’s a pleasure.” She greeted in return with a dip of her head. “What is this land?” She did not know, but from the sounds of it, the Ancients did not walk there, and that scared her just a little.

Perhaps he could ease her mind.