Arrow Lake making her own glory

Finally, some success had been had. Having arrived just shy of an hour ago from the canyons, her first successful kill since her eye had deadened to a lifeless gleam. Maybe I should start hunting bugs with balaur? came the listless thought ...but it certainly seemed reasonable, considering she felt she had to re-learn living all over again. A scuffle from behind broke through her myriad of thought, and Aurëwen looked over to see Praimfaya (to her delight).

“Os sonop, wanheda,” her Trig still wobbly, but nonetheless having incremental improvement. Besides, in the face of children, the silver couldn’t help but smile. ”Out and about already, I see?” Aure tipped her head, studying the miniature argent with a kind eye before glancing about for Blodreina — or for her own children, should they like to visit, too?