Blackfeather Woods white bones

The ebony wraith wasn’t expecting to find another member of her new home so quickly. In fact, Roma had hoped that she’d sullen around a bit; wander in the lonely, dark woods, while thinking about how this whole new “pack” thing was going to go. The female had always relished being alone; much like her mother, she wasn’t exactly a social butterfly. These days, Roma realized, she was becoming more and more like her. 

While she had paused briefly, a companion came along. It was obvious from the very moment the female came along that she had a large, demanding presence. A leader, if she so dared to assume. Similar to when she met Burke, the female seemed a least a bit out of her element; the submission thing was … odd, to say the least. But, she made her best attempt with her ears and body lowered back respectfully. She hoped, at least, she didn’t look as foolish as she felt.

The invitation to hunt was surprising, but somewhat expected. Even though the lands were barren from the lotus, they were surely growing back, albeit slowly. Chroma nodded, gesturing for the female to lead the way. After all, Roma was new to these lands and she hadn’t a clue where any real game may be hiding.