#loyaltracker

          you’re a precious bean too !! thank you !!

Runaan raised an eyebrow, dropping down from the tree branch he was on and landing lightly on his feet. “Am I not allowed to have respect for the man who has managed to survive multiple attacks from me? Granted, I don’t have my weapons, but your human swords aren’t terrible, even if they are heavy.”

He twirled the sword he had stolen from a guard on his way out in his hand. It wasn’t balanced as well as his swords had been, but he didn’t waste time in escaping, and tracking Rayla had brought him onto the path of this man, multiple times they had fought, and both walked away alive.

( ✧ζ ;  ) her eyes widened at the sight of the hook in the other’s grasp.

His feet dangled from the tree’s limb, mood caked to the soles of the standard-issue boots and splashed up all along his pants. The rains always brought puddles that soaked the ground and underbrush, and that’s exactly where he’d been all day. 

“Somehow I thought trackers spent more time off the ground,” he called to his mentor absently. 

Not so much a complaint as idle chatter.

    “Woah, woah. Wait a minute!” Soren had to process this for a moment. This had seen the two princes with a moon-shadow elf. The Crownsguard had so many questions ringing in his head that it was hard to silence them, “It is uh--Imperative that you tell where there were last seen.” He said, in an attempt to sound more authoritative.

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