Arythra Thainspyre
Patience is Key
Lyon emerged from around the corner with a small rucksack and a wide grin plastered his face, "Don't worry, princess," he assured Calista, "You just leave the fighting to the beasts." his grin revealing sharp wicked teeth.
He had been enjoying the leftovers of the feast in the kitchen with Tasha before the shadow pup had interrupted them. Growling Tasha had swatted at the creature but her claws passed right through. Putting a hand up a hand to stop her he listened to the message, stroking her between the ears as she calmed down but still wary of this apparition.
Skirting up the stairs he entered his room, which looked more like a guest room than anything. The bed looked brand new, the walls were unfurnished save for a few claw marks here and there from when Natasha had decided to use it as a scratching post. Preferring to mainly sleep outside in the castle courtyard there wasn't much garnishing in the room. However, it did happen to be an excellent place to store his things. Pulling out a small satchel he loaded the bag with provisions for him and Tasha; although they could easily catch their own food, the pickings would be slim in a colder climate like Fenris from what he had heard.
He put a few animal skins along with a couple of essentials inside to keep warm. Even though Lyon was usually comfortable in whatever he wore because of his somewhat novice control over elemental magic it never hurt to be prepared. Slipping a small silver dagger into his belt he threw the sack over his shoulder, following the sound of voices until he saw the group standing around waiting for the others.
Castilla's inquiry drifting to his ears he grinned before turning the corner.
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