Swiftcurrent Creek people say we shouldn't be together

often times it was constantine who joined her patrols-- or at least stopped to utter a word of greeting and pleasantries before having to venture beyond the borders for some reason or another. rarely did aria ever interact with others-- not when she was this far out-- unless they were not part of the creek, and should that be the case, she handled them accordingly, or unless they were patrolling with her. 

when she spotted the russet dragoness, her heart stopped, only to pick back up at a million miles a second. she halted where she stood, unaware of how long the alphess had been observing her, before she came to her senses and offered a deep dip of her crown, ears falling back. "good evening," she greeting, holding the anxiety back. ever since her conversation with constantine, one that showed durnehviir's true colors, aria had been even more on edge. today was no different.