Blacktail Deer Plateau Did Your Wings Get Clipped When You Fell?

The pale wraith stands beside her red companion, looks towards him and nods, unsmiling. She has no idea whether the pack will be cozy or not, but surely they will have food and shelter should they become members. With a few additional days of steady meals, her eyes are brighter, her coat freshly preened and starkly white. She looks a bit more presentable than she did when she had met @Grayday, the day the kind man had given her a meal. She hadn't been ready then, but she is ready now, although there is no telling how she and her traveling companion will be received. If at all.

Lifting her snout skyward, she sings of their presence as they stand together just shy of the borders. Spencer bumps her snout against Engel's feeling grateful that he is by her side. Stronger, too. If they are turned away, at least they will have each other.