Ankyra Sound providence, just a myth if i aim to let my trigger pray

Helix has visited the sound a number of times to be able to comfortably lead Blixen away from Drageda’s borders into the neighboring territory. She doesn’t question the reason why they’re going, settling back into her guardian ways. The acting commander doesn’t have a proper guard of her own (perhaps foolish on Thuringwethil’s part) so Helix has picked up the slack at the same time sitting at her right hand (wait a second…).
 
Ears stand tall upon her head, setting her issues aside and taking note of any stray scents. Nothing stands out and after all, she feels they’re alone enough she can let down her guard. She turns her head to the girl when she speaks. “I don’t know,” she tells her and frowns. “No two wars are the same.” It isn’t going to make it any better but for all they know, they’re on their way home. “How long was the last war?”