He had heard news that his brother and his family had relocated to new territory, disenchanted by their previous home. Though Leander is pleased to know that the Miroslav's are alive and well, the patched male can't help but feel tired of the travel. It has been many weeks since the gargantuan male has set off in the direction of As'dra and there still appeared to be no end in sight.

Fortunately for him, he was not alone. Though not by design but more by coincidence. He takes pause, recoiling onto tired haunches as the patched male swivels his ears, waiting to see if he could pinpoint her light footsteps behind him. Somedays she would venture closer than other days. For now, Leander had not openly acknowledged her presence for he found the game amusing.

But today felt a good a day as any to let it all come to a head.

Freya