He was glad the girl had accepted his offer for a home, though sadly he would not travel with her. He had to find another follower, someone else to join the Kingdom of Willows. Princess Esti would not be happy with just one new addition. So the man would travel along the shore, around Alacritia, until he stumbled upon another wolf. He would have to ensure Titania would travel West, and find this new home. She needed to. She had to.
"Titania," He spoke seriously before approaching the sparking girl. His stern eyes rested on the girl. She had to listen to him. This was no laughing matter. "I will not be able to travel with you, so you must promise that you will this home. Travel West, towards the setting sun, stay on the trail, away from the dark spirits and you will find the Whistling Willows."
It felt like such a risky task for the young girl. Would she find her new home? Or would the blood-hungry demons of the night take the innocent soul? No. They wouldn't. Titania was an adventurer. A quest-seeker. She knew the lands in the back of her head. She would find the Willows. Dusk was certain. Hope still glimmered on this day. It always would.
The man would fade in the distance, traveling East while his cousin would go West. The flaming sun was setting, so it would be much easier for Titania to find her way West. Dusk would leave with no good-bye, but only a flick of his black tail. Why was there no good-bye? Because it was the dawn of a new beginning.
