Qeya River and when you move, fall like a thunderbolt

No problem! <3

While Thuringwethil thought Snacha might have been better off not coming due to recent circumstances in Seageda, the strangely-patterned youth disagreed. This was her life. Since the meeting a few months ago, she had been training with her mother to be a warrior, to learn the craft and trade of a fighter, to become a second. Of course there were other wolves sent along with Snacha, but she knew in her heart that the role of second was for her. Even though the circumstances, the territory had changed, Snacha was not going to let that slip away from her.

And although she was now more bodyguard than second, Snacha would do her job well. Heda Thuringwethil motioned for her to follow and the pair set off toward the mountain in the distance, explaining that they had someone to meet. Though uncertainty weighed heavily upon her heart, Snacha followed without hesitation, brown eyes taking in the area, ears and nose working to take in the sounds and scents, as they wended their way from icy river to mountain to meet this mysterious wolf Thuringwethil had mentioned.