Ankyra Sound you gotta be your own 3am

aw but maybe a @Caiaphas now that she's back seaside? :^) other tags for ref!

there's a pleasant business to her life now, similar to when she trained closely with eske as a kid. having a goal to work towards keeps her satisfied, the routine of following nomi (and if part of that is an attempt to not dwell on mother's disappearance, well, who can fault her really) when she isn't doing her usual patrolling. drageda's seen some fresh faces lately, something both welcome and uneasy to the fleimkepa, though she wants to make more of an effort to get to know them. blackbear at the least for sure.

more uneasy is her brother's absence, though, like nomi, she trusts that he will come home eventually. 

even more uneasy is her inability, at the moment, to find @Mallaidh. the girl isn't gone, though her anxiety spikes uselessly anyway--if she slips through blixen's paws again after everything, she doesn't know what she'll do. ergo she finds herself slipping down from the cliffs in the early morning mist, under the gentle patter of snow. there's not a strong scent path for her to follow but she knows mallaidh well enough to try and guess where she might have wandered. hopefully not too far, given blix isn't eager to get lost on the coast again, but she can at least check. 

the sound holds an interesting mix of activity lately, it seems, from her scenting. intermingled webs of drageda wolves and others, fresh enough to be notable, though furi isn't among them, she notes with some frustration. still, might as well be thorough, she thinks, drawing closer to the shore as she's lost in thought.