When the Stormhorn Tribe arrived at the clearing where the barracks used to stand, they were welcomed by several people waiting for their arrival.
At the front was a young man with short blonde hair and blue eyes. He sat on the back of a white horse with wings, his spine straight.
It was none other than Leone, mounted on Arion. They had descended from the mountain to meet Brann and the members of his tribe.
Yuni and a few warriors of the Aslan Tribe had come along, serving as Leone's personal guard.
They decided to escort Leone so they could protect him just in case something unexpected happened. After all, no one knew what could happen. Especially since the majority of the Stormhorn Tribe would be meeting Leone for the first time.
"Welcome back to Aslan Soleil, Brann," Leone greeted him with a smile. "Please, feel free to treat this place as your new home."
