The moon was white and clear as Adrian walked a long the little trail leading to the meadow. Adrian was walking on two feet and had his guitar, flute, and recorder with him, which was basically everything he owned that had any value to him. The grayish brown wolf could barely contain his excitement as he thought about spending the night under the stars. Adrian had been laying in his bed at his house in thornbury when his restlessness had hit him. He had the urge to play his music. But he didn't want to wake up the other people sleeping in thornbury and he wanted to play under the stars. He wanted to fill the night with his music, so he had gotten out of bed, grabbed his instruments and set off into the night.
Adrian hadn't been sure where to go at first, but then he had thought about the meadow that was just outside of the small town. Adrian had decided he would play there. He already wanted to stop and strum his guitar right now, but he was determined to wait until the reached the meadow where he could sit down and play properly. He didn't expect anyone to be out here this late, so he wasn't concerned with bothering anyone with his music. Adrian was quickly learning that music was a welcome thing in Cercatori d'Arte.
As Adrian neared the end of the trail he noticed the soft glow of a fire. Adrian kept walking, until he reached the end of the small trail and peered out of the trees, noticing a small camp set up. The first thing Adrian noticed was the glow of the fire in the night. Then he noticed the female sitting near the fire. Adrian grinned, believing he recognized her. And he was doubly reassured it was Kenna when he saw a horse that looked like Dust off to the side of the camp dozing. Adrian walked out of the trees without a second thought, a grin spreading across his face. "Mind if I join you?" Adrian asked, a smug grin on his face as he looked at Kenna. She was dressed in her usual attire and she seemed to have been enjoying the warmth of the fire when he walked up. Adrian wanted to laugh at the coincidence of running into her out here, but he kept his laughter under control. Instead he grinned like a smug fool.
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