Everyone Thinks That We're Perfect

Indigo was swift to notice how off Duchess seemed since they left the castle. He knew the change was hard on all of them but he was very much worried about the sweet woman. The band leader gave her as much space as she needed and waited for her to come to him. He hoped that she felt like she could come to him with any of her problems. He felt the change of the band as they set off on their own, the feeling of vulnerability was much more intense but it was just another feeling to get used to. They were free out here, there were no walls to hold them in nor keep them safe. All they had was their own ability and that put Indigo on high alert.

He led them towards the Armada, a place where he would always feel safe but maybe not quite at home anymore. His massive form walked alongside Duchess as they scouted the next camp. He knew they would likely linger around the Armada for a long while, at least until winter returned to them. They had the whole of the Autumn season to search and gather up here in Boreas but once the cold returned and killed the vegetation the Band would make their return to Auster.

Duch was quiet, as she had been since they left the castle, she didn’t even seem to see the glorious trees around them. He’d never seen the Willows turn as beautiful as these. Brilliant golds, reds, and yellows colored the weeping limbs. ”They’re quite beautiful,” Indigo commented softly as he averted his gaze from the incredible trees and reached down to nuzzle Duch’s vibrant cheek. He didn’t know the cause of her shift in attitude but he was patient with her. She could tell him when she wanted to, for now he’d try to bring her attention to the brilliance around them. Something he always did when they were together.


Indigo Arcturus Fatalis