Dragoncrest Cliffs if only the sea could sleep

the reason for the call is exactly what blixen expects; a terrible grin splits her mouth, eager at the thought of taking grimnismal down a peg. she didn't have the chance to prove herself in the war against blackfeather and she isn't going to make the same mistake twice. blixen drakru is no babysitter.

for once she doesn't have anything to add (for now) when nomi finishes talking, instead looking around to see the reactions of her fellow warriors. her gaze lands on furi, who has the most personal stake in this (besides her) -- between arrille and rose -- and her expression hardens, familiar acid burning her tongue. her gaze finds artaax instead, deliberate and smirking.