Ravensblood Forest the moon lives in the lining of your skin

first scouting thread! no posting order. :-)

Eske wastes no time in gathering her forces for the scouting trip and setting out. The mission is time sensitive now, with Wildfire and Arlo gone for so long without so much as a word. She knows, however, that she cannot push them as she would push herself. If she were just on her own she would have slept minimally and ate just enough to sate the rumble of her belly but her time as Fleimkepa had …changed her. Not inherently, but it has opened her eyes to her tendencies that were little more than selfish and …tempered them. She may be born for war but Drageda is her family and even though she has stepped back down ( though not to Cheka but to Wanlida the rank she has wanted for so long ) her time spent as the keeper of the flame has made it’s imprint upon her.

It is early morning, the sun burning like a red-orange halo as it rises in the distance when she leads them to Ravensblood Forest. She pauses at the scents, letting out a low chuff of warning to her wolves as she sniffs them out. They are few but there and her hackles bristle with unbridled unease, it is clearly an attempt to claim. She lets out a low huff, pausing to glimpse back at them over her shoulder. @Shalon, @Cecil and @Étoille — the later of which she is not overly familiar with and knows little about but name. Unfortunately, now wasn’t the time to play twenty questions with him. It’s not yet a pack and Eske has never feared confrontation, besides the fact that going around either by back-tracking or pushing further west would cost them time. “We can’t afford to waste time back-tracking or trying to go around. We go through,” She decides and takes the bold step into the dark, ancient woods. “and let me handle it if we are apprehended.” Eske is no diplomat but she is the leader of this expedition and hopes that her time as Fleimkepa, regardless of how brief, has been enough to teach her a thing or two.