Dragoncrest Cliffs winter hit me, hiroshima

this is... also awkward. haha

 she's getting stronger and she can tell, and she throws herself into her training without looking back. who has time to deal with emotions or problems or fears or doubts or troubled personal histories when they're busy working towards being so strong that nothing bad will ever happen to anyone in their family again, am i right?

when she's not training with nomi, blix tracks the borders, her patrols growing longer and bolder as she grows comfortable moving solo. it seems today is not going to be a solo day, though, as she quickly spots the pale form. curiously the ginger teenager straightens up. the woman's unfamiliar to her - but blix recognizes her anyway, or at least - can hazard a guess; whisperings of the fos goufa's arrival had made rounds quickly. 

intrigued, blix's patrol is temporarily abandoned as she approaches slowly, offering a soft chuff in greeting, her head politely lowered. there is an odd urge to be wary in her that she doesn't quite know what to do with and so she fights it down, instead waiting for the woman's reaction to her presence in polite but neutral silence.