Xavier walked beside Blazil, his hand down by his side as he walked. His head was up and looked around at the people who they pass, his eyes never met anyone else's. But still he looked at the people, the people who he once would take handouts from, the ones who would case him off if he tried to ask if they needed help, the ones who he would ask for his help if he ever came by. He would smile from time to time, but no one ever noticed.<br/><br/>When Blazil stopped so did he, but he kept looking at the people. He was careful not to touch anyone, as he didn't really like to touch anyone. His eyes hopped from one person to the next, but stopping when a man on a horse came into his field of vision. He frowned, this man didn't look like he was part of any army or even under the flag of a house. The only kind of marking the man had was on his shield, is was a black wolf howling to the moon. Which was also panited on the shield, the moon was white and the whole thing was seat with a dark blue backdrop.<br/><br/>Xavier kept his eyes on the man as he slowly reached back, he softly tugged on Blazils shirt. He pointed to the knight "he shouldn't be here." He said quietly, but just loud enough that she could hear him.