Now, let's give these burning fools a place to dwell

The news had spread like wildfire, though it wouldn't take long for it to reach him. He had been lingering on the outskirts of Insomnia's borders and in the neighboring lands, wanting to reach out again to Widow, but admittedly, he wasn't the best at reaching out. His family was a testament to that, of course. He had even pushed away his own sister, but she seemed to be doing well enough on her own...much better than he'd be doing, so perhaps that's why...

Regardless, when he found that Widow and her troupe were heading toward Auster, he followed behind them. He was curious about what her plans were, but honestly, he was more enthralled with her than anything. She was beautiful, of course, there was no doubt about that. And he, of course, wanted to get to know her better. While he knew her on some level, it wasn't enough. Cerulean gaze often lingered hungrily on her form. But of course, he was raised to be a gentleman to some degree. So he'd behave.

As her call went out, he slipped into the woods, following the scents and the steps of the others that went before him until he found the small group. He settled in near the front and off to the side a bit, a grin on his lips as he peered at her. "Congratulations, Widow. Your victory is well deserved."