Feridae

            Dryn watched from the harbor as his companions had boarded the ships. It was bittersweet to him. He knew that it was for the best. However, it was still bittersweet because he had to say goodbye. It had reminded him of saying goodbye to Ghost, knowing that it was the last time the man would ever see him.

            Dryn and Aranglin had arrived where Morohir had lived, Fenris still by Dryn’s side. To their surprise, several elves had been getting boxes ready in a carriage. They walked to where they have seen Morohir along with Feridae. They both had a slightly saddened expression on their faces.