Through the Preserve to the Dorms, Wednesday Afternoon
After the magical reserve broke off, Arthur decided to take something of a stroll through the woods before actually making his way back. The trees still weren't much like home, but at least it was a little more calming than the constant noise of the dorms building or the town proper.
Which is to say, it had been his intention to go for a long, long stroll on his own; as of right now, he was merely walking away from the meeting, his hand hovering lightly over his sword for both reasons trained-in and, if he was fully truthful about it, related to the wizards he was leaving behind.
A few more steps and he'd be fully out of sight, and the afternoon would be his own.
[[ for the other woman girl who loves the milkshake ]]
Which is to say, it had been his intention to go for a long, long stroll on his own; as of right now, he was merely walking away from the meeting, his hand hovering lightly over his sword for both reasons trained-in and, if he was fully truthful about it, related to the wizards he was leaving behind.
A few more steps and he'd be fully out of sight, and the afternoon would be his own.
[[ for the other woman girl who loves the milkshake ]]