[Forest of Herun, Gallvania, the next morning]
Birds chirped, echoing their morning calls though the well-traveled forest, signaling the beginning of a new day.
"Did we really have to ditch the carriage this far out?"
He complained, rubbing the back of his neck as low branches kept tickling his neck with bristly leaves. Through the ceiling of leaves up above, the blaring, morning sun bled through the verdant abundance, casting a sparse sunlight through the dense forest.
The amber-haired woman marched in front of him with a stern huff, "Are you going to complain the entire time, Sirius? You're an adventurer, right? Act like one."
"Hey, now, I'm only walking because, unlike me, you can't fly," he shrugged his shoulders with a sly smile, "anyway, there's a road not far from here, why don't we at least take that? I've already got a few bugs in my boot…"