Sun Mote Copse azure & ash

eshamun was pleased to hear that giana sought to take care of herself, and nodded at the other. a small bit of worry smoothed from her features, and she murmured, "ar-khalba or arunik'ra will know of herbs to help your stomach." she invited the slim woman to walk with her then, arranging her cadence so that it was a peaceful walk. "to what do you aspire in your heart of hearts, giana?" 

"perhaps i can make it a reality for you. my hope is that every wolf here can become an active part of the malkaria, and know it in their hearts to be home."