Bearclaw Valley everything is never as it seems

*steals* B)

Poet is striving to open up more to her packmates following her conversation with Wardruna. It is... admittedly not as simple as it seems. For all her grace, mindless socialization has never been her forté. People used to come to her seeking companionship, conversation, but never absently. She served a purpose for others. In Bearclaw Valley, she doesn't serve a purpose for anyone; not even for Wardruna, although she is a wife of his. She can't decide if she enjoys being a miscellanea or not.

A low growl catches her attention. Words of some sort, though she can't quite make them out. With nothing better to do the ex-priestess follows the grumble, recognizing the voice's owner as the girl who'd been with Indra when Xan called for her. Based on her expression, Poet suspects she's in a mood. All the better to fraternize. 

"Mind if I join you?" She calls out softly, her expression almost amused.