Leoclare

Pushing a path through dense snow, Fenshe followed along the deep steps made by Haishen as the two sought for a lost child in the woods. The night had a deep chill that sunk to the bone and the weather was no condition for anyone to be out wandering the woods. Huffing snow from their nostrils, both vayrons shivered in their short coats, not used to the Roenden cold like their other traveling companion was. Fenshe had come hunting in the mountains with Haiden, when the town they came across had people requesting help from adventurers- who were they to deny the help to find a missing child? High above the treetops, Konstantin circled the air with his broad pale wings a stark contrast against the gray cloudy sky. The flaps of his wings cut the air as he descended against a tree trunk with some old branches crumbling and snapping beneath his weight. The tyrian gazed around the hazy woods before looking down at his companions. “See anything down there?” he hollered over the wind that