Moor To See

Álarr followed along after Jynn, eyeing the mist and the beautiful purple flowers that were still blooming in the warmer humidity of the south. It wouldn't last forever, winter would soon smother everything here but he was glad that winter was taking its time rolling southward. He'd had enough of the frozen weather from the previous year. Soon the rain let up and he breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't want to go for a long journey with his pelt soaked through. He nodded lightly at Jynn. Yes, he was glad it had been a gently burst of rain and not a thunderstorm. "By the way, when we hit the Bifrost I wanted to let you know that I plan to head back to Fireside."