See what we can see

Gwynevere's attention was pulled back toward her nephew with a curious glance as he started asking her to use her as a way to reach up into the tree so he could look around from up there. Even if this hadn't been a strange, mystical patch of autumn with unusual crows perched in the trees she still never would have agreed to such a request, but considering everything she saw and the concerns she had it was definitely an even harder no. She had to admire his curiosity and boldness though. She couldn't ever remember having that kind of headstrong nature in herself, but she certainly remembered it in Artorias and it made her smile seeing his son take after him so strongly. "Not a chance," she said with a chuckle. She turned and started to nudge him back toward the castle. "Alright, I think that's enough for now. Time to get back to the others." This was more of an outing than she had been on in a good long while, but she was sure it wasn't going to be nearly long enough in Thorn's opinion so she fully expected the young pup's protests, continuing on and herding him back home all the same.

"Gwynevere Carpathius"