Should he have felt guilty about his trip down south? It was longer than he had meant, and surely Kapra might have noticed the extended absence since they had been traveling with each other through the central lands. Still... Hypnos was not completely sorry. He had seen Mystic, seen that she was okay. She was alive and well, and what's more, had once been a captive of his mentor and his cousin. That thought had a feeling like a rock sat in his gut. He respected the teachings of Kapra more than anything, but... His friend had almost been sold as a slave. He would shake his head, trailing along through the lands as he worked to pick up Kapra's scent.
His leg was bothering him some, but nothing too bad in the end. Ears would prick, hearing Kapra's howl cross onto the wind. Any other noises had been ignored up until now, but now that the man called for him the boy was alert. He would quicken his pace, breaking into a run that had his leg give an ache of protest. He had worked it a lot lately, but it was good training for it.
It wouldn't take him too long to arrive, all things considered, seagreen gaze falling upon the man he looked up to like a father. He would approach Kapra and his snake companion with a curious look, gaze flicking to those also gathered. "Kapra?" He would inquire, waiting to see what he might offer without him prodding further.
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