Swiftcurrent Creek i am not the kind of girl who should be rudely barging in on a white veil occasion

casually makes the longest fuckin thread title EVER sorry

no. aria had still not made an acquaintance with @Durnehviir, nor had she tried. 

in fact, she had not made acquaintance with many wolves at all. aria hovered around the borders, occasionally trying her hand at herb gathering. it was not her favorite thing to do, border patrol, but there was something comforting about the silence she endured while she made her way around. and, the further from the center of the territory (and constantine's children) the safer she felt. while she did not remember any real affection for constantine, she could not say it wasn't there-- and she certainly couldn't speak for constantine himself. if durnehviir hated her-- so be it, she wouldn't give her any reason to do so.

though, it was hard-- she'd admit-- staying so far away from constantine when he was the only reason she'd returned to the wilds.