Bearclaw Valley BCV-04 "ULVA"

Mindlessly, Blondine nodded along to Laurel's conditions. The lack of enthusiasm didn't surprise her, as she hadn't tacked her as one to follow the path of empathy and emotion. The two of them didn't know each other very well, but from what Blondine had gathered, Laurel was quite different from her sister. 

That wasn't her main concern, though. There were no reliable scent trails to be followed and Blondine doubted that travelling out much farther would have changed that. She continued to sniff around in vain for another few minutes before taking the time to compose herself. I'm supposed to watch over her, she said to Laurel, voice low and somber, and somehow, she's gotten right past me.

It wasn't just Reigi who had slipped through the curtain, but Indra had, too. Maybe watching over Reigi had given Blondine the reassurance that she needed to feel like she was capable of protecting Indra, but it seemed like she wasn't good at either. I'm gonna hand this over to Xan, I think. Looks like I owe you.