Broken Antler Fen she is made of want and rapture

roangeda recruitment thread ii. for @Araceli

after a thorough exploration of broken antler fen and the fact that both draconian eyjolfur women deduce that the territory is plenty ideal for their future kru, blodreina allows @Praimfaya to venture off not too far! she calls after her daughter's disappearing form in trigedasleng. a wily grin is tossed towards her by praimfaya and blodreina lets out a heavy sigh. it was a miracle she hasn't begun to turn grey yet ...and she suspects this is only the beginning. the next step was bringing ingram to this place to get his opinion on it and their plans and hope that he approves.

blodreina draws in a breath when she is left alone, stepping towards the bank of the river to lap at the crisp, cool water as the clouds drift overhead and light the fen in unfettered sunlight before another clouds drifts over it in the next heartbeat. so far, it seems serene and calm, and abundant with prey and for now that is enough for blodreina.

She had left the coast and even though she wanted to return; the female was lonely and enjoyed being part of a pack. But for the most part Araceli missed her family. After her and her sisters got separated; she searched for them and found nothing.

As she trekked on forward she caught sight of a female by the river. There was a scent of another but she couldn’t see them. “Hello.” She called out simply; deep down she hoped this wolf was friendly.

as praimfaya trots out of blodreina's view another — this one an adult — comes into it: a myriad of molted greys and spotted with browns. wary towards strangers, as she's always been, the wanlida lifts herself up and watches the stranger approach her with a clinical expression. she is not near as amiable as her husband nor her daughter ( which will make recruiting a pain in the butt ) but she tries to relax the stiff set of her shoulders all the same. she manages to but it is fractional and she doubts it makes much of a difference.

hello, she returns the greeting in the common tongue. you a wanderer? blodreina asks the other woman conversationally, though the lack of pack scent upon the other woman's pelage confirms as much.