Elariel let out a soft gasp as she felt a presence brush against her. It wasn't often that she'd encountered something like this outside of Silvermoon or one of the elven capitals. Her initial instinct was to withdraw from the sudden contact, but she stopped. She stilled her mind. She took a shallow breath and opened herself up to that presence again. The caress o the aura was gentle, tentative. There was something reassuring about it, and something entirely familiar.<br/><br/><br/>"Tae'loren," His name fell from her lips when her soul recognised his. She couldn't help but smile as she self a wave of reassurance from him. She couldn't quite make out what it was about, but she knew that he felt it with a firm but not complacent confidence.<br/><br/>Elariel got to her feet, brushing off her robes and gathering her things before making her way out of the library. She walked through the darkened halls of the hold. She went to the room that the dwarf had told her would be assigned as hers, but after dropping her books and supplies it felt empty and strange to be in there on her own. She decided to set out again, stopping a serving woman in the hall and asking for the training grounds. She followed the directions through the halls until she came to the courtyard. She could see a crowd of people that had gathered around, and noticed Tae'loren and Aeo'leth seated across from one another, taking meditative poses that were similar to her own. She bit her lip as she let her eyes run over the dusky-hued skin of her lover as she leaned against the archway. She had no intention to interrupt whatever it was that the two Hunters were doing, but that didn't mean that she wouldn't watch. It seemed she wasn't the only one either, given the crowd that surrounded them. In a keep full of humans, dwarves and gnomes she knew the martial prowess and seemingly preternatural grace that the two possess would have drawn the curiosity of many. When he finally slipped from his meditation and opened his eyes, the corners of her lips curled up in a gentle smile. Even in this situation, he would be able to see the appreciation that her eyes held for that now-familiar form of his.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>