Ding!

As if a soft chime had sounded Sly was shaken from his reverie. Earth Elemental Infusion. He slipped into sync with the earth like he had with the forest. How long ago? Six weeks ago, six weeks buried in dirt ostensibly to gain the easiest and most abundant element as a backbone of his magical arsenal. More so he was hiding from the angel he broke. Which he reluctantly acknowledged was not at all fair to Ariel. He was entirely at fault, knew it and felt like shit. Sly was not good at feeling like shit. Or apologizing for that matter. Shit with his 'quest' complete Sly couldn't put off this moment any longer.

***

Ariel had only blinked and he was there. His master had returned, dirty, very dirty and swiftly vanished into the longhouse looking... Bashful? No, that can't be right.

***

Sly got his naked ass inside as soon as he could. He had to teleport back just as the horny little shit had finished himself off. "Lesson learned. When you can, look before teleporting." He muttered to himself as he cleared away a thick layer of grime from himself.

Looking about the longhouse for the first time with his actual eyes Sly couldn't help but feel a bit of bone deep satisfaction that this was His Home now. It wasn't that much to look at. A simple construction but it gave him a sense of permanence that he'd lacked so far. Room to grow. That's the plan. Grow. Grow until the monstrous tides of the Dark can be conquered and the Light made to listen, or at least make room. He was not a pawn. He was the beginning of a new Wyld Hunt.