Shadewood I went out to the hazel wood

Saena breathed a sigh of relief. She had enough on her plate without malicious spirits chasing her around and attempting to bring an early conclusion to her life. Though given her history with them, and what she did remember, Saena would've probably doubted Arunik'ra if she'd said they were meant to bring harm. The piebald wolf was more likely to believe her own experiences than the words of another, always had been.

She dipped her head with a grateful smile. "Thank you for your kindness," she said graciously, for once managing to sound like a properly raised group wolf and not a rebellious teen. "And for the offer," she added. She somehow doubted she would be seeking them out, but perhaps in the future she would visit their borders and see what she could learn. If naught else, she could seek Arunik'ra for friendship and nothing more.

"I should let you return to your coven before the storm," she said, but there was no need to gesture to the looming clouds. Arunik'ra was already aware. Saena wanted to seek shelter as well, but she was too driven to rest yet, and would travel in the rain for some time before doing so.