[open] Not all who wander are lost - any, pteron

[Aodhan]

Aodhán

little fire

All that is gold does not glitter; not all who wander are lost

There had been little reason for Aodhán to try and call Taiga his new home; when he’d woken up inside it, sure - there had even been a new friend. But when he’d asked about the leader of the place, it became apparent that said leader had just been overthrown and Taiga would be caught in politics.

But he had made a friend and it would be rude never to visit him.

So, the golden dragon flies over Loess, high up enough that his shadow would probably be mistaken for Castile’s, he hopes at least - and as he lands in the redwoods, a new shape becomes him. Or old times sake he might have chosen a rock, but that hadn’t been a very useful form as he’d discovered later in battle as well; in fact he chose to present as a horse, figuring that it would be safer, not upsetting, and simply the easiest way to talk to others in this land.

@[Pteron] maybe? And/or anyone I’m not picky