Iktome Plains tooth and scale

Like Silaluk, the siren was a woman of purpose and few words; beyond their mutual respect and curiosity for each other, Tartok and the Nereides had little interest for one another. It was merely good that a noble pack would reside here somewhere, with them-- that the truce and pact of non-interference in their ways would hold true in this foreign place for them both. She chuffed a returned farewell, similarly disinterested in disclosing her band's location. Meteora continued across the plain, leaving Silaluk to her own devices.