Dragoncrest Cliffs ♫ head, shoulders, teeth & tendrils, teeth & tendrils

Blixen doesn’t say anything else about her mom and she frowns at first but lifts her head and offers a meek smile to maybe try and help. It doesn’t likely do much but at least she moves on, reversing the conversation to her again. ”Not a lot. Lotta patrollin’,” she says though she’d spent time with Eske on the borders, a lot of it was just as much by herself. ”I’d like to be a warrior and all but the borders are kinda boring,” she adds with a soft chuckle though she isn’t sure her friend will agree.