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

He laughed at her remark, tail flicking in an amused wag. Their world as a whole had many secrets and mysteries to share, and he doubted he’d see most of them in his lifetime, even if he actively sought to find them all.

He padded along, listening as she recounted what she’d been up to since the festival, and he nodded, a squeeze clutching at his heart. It was exactly like Aurielle to set aside her own grief and pain for another. At the last, he offered softly, “They may yet find their way to Boreas or Auster, perhaps even here. You never know.”

His eyes scanned the distance, letting his peripheral catch any odd movement—a deer slipping through the scrub and tall grass, unaware she’d been spotted. He didn’t let himself focus too hard on her, letting his eyes wander, though he was watching for any sign of a large predator about to pounce. Both scent and eyes told him there was none, at least in that direction, so he moved on.

“Any plans for rank?”

His ear curved toward her, lips quirking in a curious smile.

Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Hear" ---- Think