Does Spring actually exist here?

Drachen's deep blue eyes followed Aurielle's motion towards the center of Valhalla territory to the hill and the foundation of a tower being build upon it. She desired some company while she worked on it and Drachen almost huffed in shock that she only asked for his company. His Father would have buried his fangs into the hide of a subject that was standing around while he worked. Well, it would have been his own fangs at his Father's orders, while the King stood back and watched. The Vaekhal male quickly shook off his memories and focused back on the Spirit. "I can offer both company and a set of paws to help you build." Drachen replied with a light smile, though his eyes gleamed in such a way that it was obvious he would not allow himself to stand idly by while she worked.

His long dark legs then carried his forward, pausing to wait for Aurielle to walk with him and then continued towards the hill. His deep blue eyes studied the parts of the foundation that was already there and tried to imagine what the tower would look like when it was completed. If it was to be anything like the ruins that he had come across when he first arrived here then it would be a remarkable site to behold. Drachen scanned the plains around them then returned his gaze back to the hill. It would be a perfect place for a guard or a sentry to keep watch over the lands and not much could get past a watchful guard. "This will be remarkable once it is finished. I have never seen such a thing when I was in my homeland." he rumbled, glancing at the Spirit for a moment, curious about what other things the woman planned of building.