Arrow Lake with a spine of steel

blodreina is weary the nearer they draw to disapora and as she glimpses down at her daughter she feels a lick of envy at the carelessness that the muddied wanheda has. their scouting trip, as she'd told @Ingram prior to their departure, had only been meant to last for a few hours to a day at most. two days hadn't been on the itinerary and given aurëwen's behavior and eventual departure, blodreina can't help but worry that their unintentional disappearance might be misunderstood. would this have been drageda she would not have worried; but it wasn't drageda and her position in diaspora was never as secure as her position in drageda'd been. of that, blodreina holds no illusions.

still, as the pair draw nearer she feels a stir of relief and longing to see @Ingram again beneath her breast. though it's unlikely blodreina would ever admit it there'd been a few hours, during their time spent trapped in one of shadow mountain's caves while they waited for the mud and rocks to settle enough for them to make their escape, when blodreina'd been scared. part of it reminded her of when, as a child, they'd fled sleeping dragon. mostly, she was scared for praimfaya's sake.

as praimfaya makes to go across the borders, blodreina stops her, reaching out to grasp her scruff briefly betwixt her teeth. she understands her daughter's eagerness but blodreina is cautious. the last thing she wants is a misunderstanding. at the very least, even if she worries for nothing it seems like a good idea to tell at least one of the leaders about the mudslide on the neighboring mountain so that anyone else who seeks to scout it does so with caution. so, she tips her head back and calls for ingram, @Stigmata and @Mahler.