Cat Got Your Tongue || Ike + Ranulf
Ranulf exhaled a deep breath, finding the change of scenery to be beyond relaxing. Having not been in Gallia for almost 6 months since he received the news about Sharrmir had almost made him forget the scent of summer air and the feeling the cool breeze, absent for the Gallian jungle and forests. The air was dry, but in a pleasant way that made the laguz want to lay down and roll around in the grassy plains if no one else was around. "May how good it feels to be back..." he said in a low, soft tone and a grin on his face.
If anything else, it was rather nice to be able to walk through the country without a hood covering his ears. Almost everyone would recognize him as the laguz who was in charge of Crimea's recovery movement back when the Mad King's War had ended. However, Ranulf wasn't here on business for Gallia or Crimea. He was here to simply visit his old friend, Ike and the rest of the Greil Mercenaries.
Ranulf walked past the front gates, smiling at Boyd as he entered. "It's been a while. Its Ike around?" he said with a cheerful smile.
Boyd seemed to be caught off guard, almost like he didn't recognize the laugz until he shook his head and pointed to their main building. "Yeah! He should be in there!" he said, happier now. "He'll be happy to know you're here!"
"Thank you," he said with a nod.