The Warlord wasn’t far from the beach. He had been stretching in the cavern just above the shore. Sorting through the practice weapons as he did so. He had just been about to head back into the Col, and he changed his course at the sound of a summoning howl. Recognising the sound of his daughter's voice, He picked up his pace a little. It wasn’t often Gossy called for him, and important or trivial, it was important to him to arrive promptly.
He found her along the beach, and there was something about her manner… she looked down. He reached her, and stepped into her space in order to reach over and kiss her brow. “Hi, Sweetie, is everything okay?” He asked quietly, before stepping back into a more comfortable speaking distance from her.
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