Gold Dust

He had grown accustomed to travelling; no longer hating it though still not loving it. As the weeks go on he is becoming familiar with the unusual surroundings; expecting the unexpected at all times. Novaro hopes to see Dione again, liking to see her personality and somewhat admiring her looks. But for now his mind would be elsewhere in the clouds. His large paws would take him into the woods, the silence somewhat eerie and yet welcoming all in one. A sigh would brush his lips before sitting down against some random, rather old skeletal tree. So bored he was with very little to do. His eyes would devour away the relentless amount of land, until falling upon a russet woman. He thought nothing much of her, no threat or annoyance... she was just there. But wasnt he? His gaze would roam over her before deciding to make his way towards the maiden. " Watcha doing all alone? you must be rather bored to just sit there staring at flowers." He would state rather simply, trying to make a small conversation before travelling elsewhere. He knew Dione would be close.

Table by oasis/ art by away<3