A melodic chuckle escaped the figure as it fell softly into the tall grass from it's refuge upon the treetops. The bear that was pursuing him had gone limp, punctured with several arrows. Galtharian looked up, meeting the eyes of the archer, unable to hide the almost guilty expression in his face.
Cedmon sighed, reaching over to rip the arrows out of the animal's hide. He looked at the younger Silvan annoyed, opening his mouth to probably start reprimanding him about running off and getting into trouble again but he seemingly gave up, shaking his head. He was a lost cause, if all their previous adventures are to be taken into account, he might not even understand the words "Don't wander off." in any language spoken by Elves or Men.
A hurried pair of footsteps approached them, the Daleman sparing no more than a glance to the scene, already understanding everything that I taking place.
"Lupold, did you... Ouch!" The Daleman interrupted whatever nonsense he was about to start with a swift knock on the bards forehead. Galtharian looked up, rubbing his forehead as he looked up, pouting like a child.
"Do you have any sense of danger, Crownlight?" Lupold looked at him in a mix of desperation and annoyance, not even waiting for an answer as he waved him off, already turning to talk to Cedmon.
An elven soldier emerged from the shadows, offering no further comment on the scene. Yet, as he removed his helmet it became apparent that he was quite entertained. He marched over to Galtharian, his grinning turning to full laughter as he observed the almost-bard pouting and murmuring to himself.
Dolothrion reached out and gave the youngest Silvan an unexpected, hearty pat on the back. Galtharian stumbled forward under the weight of the gloved hand, looking up at him with confusion. Yet it did not last for long, both of them erupting into cheerful, melodic laughter. Their eyes met, no words needing to be uttered in that silently exchanged momemt of warmth.
Cedmon and Lupold shook their heads, exchanging a look.
They were the Windswept.
It was warm.
He is gone.
They are all gone.
I am alone.
