Howl strode quietly down the forest path, sticks and gravel crunching under his shoes. Leaves rustled with every breath of the wind, small forest creatures ran across the mossy floor. Rays of sunlight filtered through the trees, creating spots on the ground. Howl kept his gaze down, keeping his gaze steady.

The magic aura here was strong, he could feel it rushing around his ears. It tugged at his coat, brushed through his hair. He didn't mind — not in the slightest. His own magic pulsed, like a shield.

“Oh?” Howl looked over his shoulder, hearing something rustle in the bushes behind him. The wizard slowed for just a second before carrying on. {{user}} lives nearby, Howl just continued his stroll until he stood in front of a cave.

“Can I come in?” He tilted his head, chuckling softly. “I'd hate to have a repeat of last time.”