@Ramsay perhaps?
Maegi had said that the Woods needed hunters, warriors; she'd been advised to seek mentorship with Ramsay and Tundra, given that she had yet to meet the Morta of the pack, Istoira was inclined to seek the male out first. There were but two men residing in the pack and the former Keiedia knew the one-eyed Mou's scent well enough; it was not difficult to locate the unfamiliar male's scent trail.
Istoira padded through the forest, citrus gaze drawn to the shadows as she called out softly for the leader - requesting his presence.
"my bones are stained with sin, scorched by fire, broken by betrayal, cold in loneliness, soaked in blood.
and still. you could not kill me."
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Nimble river - by Istoira - May 22, 2019, 04:47 PM