Knock knock

And that was that. Even if nobody from Ashen decided to attend, at least he'd extended a friendly paw - and more importantly to him, he'd gotten the word out that there were some Abaven refugees in Avalon now, in particular the Destruction family, if anyone came around looking for them.That felt like progress. He smiled and nodded at her offer, deciding that resting before heading to his next stop, Valhalla, sounded like a good idea. "A place to sleep and a small meal does sounds good, if you don't mind." After that he'd be on his way, but he had to be honest that he wasn't exactly young any more and he couldn't go for as long as he once had been able to.

-finish?-