Dimitri continued walking as he pet the furry little cat in his arms. He was nearing the tree line and could see the walls of Syliras in the distance. Dimitri always loved being on this side of the wall. He preferred the clean air of the woods, the open expanses, the mysteries of this world. Syliras often felt stifling, entrapping. These woods were his only escape, his guilty pleasure. A Knight should want to stay in town and protect her, but he wanted nothing more than to get out and take the fight elsewhere. No matter where it took him.
He stopped at the treeline, not wanting to make way to the city yet. He looked down at the cat, "What do you think girl? Should I hang out here a bit longer? Or take you to the petshop near the docks? The owner is a really nice lady, she'd take care of you." Did the cat want to live within the safe walls though? Maybe she was like him, and preferred it out here. Dimitri shrugged, it's not like he could ask the cat and get an answer.