"I wish to speak with you further," Luna said softly, her voice barely audible over the rustling leaves and distant calls of nocturnal creatures. "Come, follow me." With a nod, she turned away from the border and led him deeper into the woods, where they could speak in private. The moonlight cast eerie shadows across their path as they wove between ancient trees, the secrets of eons whispering to them like ghosts.
Lonerover threw last glance at the border and followed Luna. He wasn't questioning her commands, decisions or her wisdom. If she decided that they have to leave their post now then there's a more important matter. He silently keeps pace with her and waits for her next command.
Finally, they reached a clearing where the light of the moon shone down upon a massive boulder, its surface etched with runes and symbols long forgotten by mortal men. Luna gestured for Lunerover to sit beside her on the rock. "I have seen great potential in you, brother," she began, her voice low and steady, "but I fear that your past may hold you back from reaching your full potential." "You are a scholar, yes, but you were also once a warrior of honor and courage.