Far in the cave, Pan stayed huddled away from sight. He’d been back in Dawn Court, against advisement, afraid and alone as he sorted through his treasures. The murders had hit the boy hard, and he wasn’t sure if he could ever feel safe in the Dawn Court again… yet there is a pull that brings him back to the river and back to his cave of wonders. The thought of leaving his things behind was simply too much to bear, and as he burrowed deeper into his bed of furs and soft leaves, he closed his eyes and tried to think of happier times.
He thought of Runaveig, her voice soothing and warm on the cliffside, and of the happier days he’d spent in Dusk Court since leaving his home. While they were kind, the vagabond colt was inexplicably drawn toward Delumine once more, shuffling off the guilt at leaving his new friends behind in search of his selfish pleasure. For several days now, he’d been back… but his appearance had gone largely unnoticed as he slipped past the sentries and down the familiar footpath by the river.
Until now.
It is Oliver who alerts him to Mateo’s presence, and for a moment, the boy freezes in fear wondering who (or what) had come for him. Curious still, he creeps toward the mouth of the cave, ducking against his shelves for shadow cover as his seafoam eyes widen and his breath catches in his throat. Pan, are you there? The familiar voice brings a smile and a sigh of relief from the scaled boy, as he releases the breath he didn’t realize he was holding.
Teo? Is that you? A bit braver now, he steps into the light, offering the dark Pegasus a sheepish sort of smile. Don’t tell the others I’m here… but come in… And he steps aside to share his treasures with the bard.
@Mateo - sorry this took so long <3
