When You Reach the Clouds... What Then? [Patrol]

After her rather distasteful encounter with the loner Laith, Rhaegara had returned to Valhalla territory and remained within it’s borders to study and grow. She had found the experience had left a bitter taste in her maw, and she had discussed at great length with her best friend just how much she had loathed the man. She let out a soft sigh, tracking down herbs. Admittedly, she had not received much healing training from her parents, but it had been a required skill in Valhalla. She had been learning the basics, and she figured now would be a good time to study different plants and figure out what was what.

At least, that had been her plan before she spotted Cairo atop the wall, scanning the area beyond and her head tilted to the side in her usual curiosity. Admittedly, his presence comforted her. She was certain it had to do with the fact that he was the first friendly face she had encountered upon her arrival of these strange lands… those she had met before had been odd. Askan had been bitter and pessimistic and Motif had nearly jumped out of her skin with something as simple as a conversation… perhaps it was also that she had already learned so much from him. He was wise, there was no question about that in her mind. He and Aurielle both would always hold her utmost respect.

She lingered at the base of the wall for a moment before she leapt atop it herself so she stood next to him. “Want some company?” She asked, always eager to pick his brain though she desperately hoped she was not annoying. She had always been the curious soul, and it seemed like every time one of her questions was answered, two more seemed to crop up. She looked beyond the wall as well, watching in the distance for anything out of the ordinary. This was familiar. At least there were some things that her homeland did that seemed to be normal: patrolling, for example. It set her at ease to settle into something so familiar.