Northstar Vale girl, with an accent of blood

"sen in, wanheda," blodreina breaks her usually held silence. blodreina does not strive to taint praimfaya's opinions with her own — as the future commander is imperative that praimfaya makes her own decisions and forms her own opinions without being forced to follow her mother's own grudges — but the scent of aurëwen on the wind, though unfamiliar to praimfaya has blodreina bristling. it is somewhat familiar to praimfaya — though unlike her mother, she cannot place precise name or face to scent. "aurëwen." blodreina helpfully supplies and something clicks in to place.

the mother to the other two children of what was left ( or so she was led to believe ) of drageda. the one that stigmata had spoken of, praimfaya remembers. the one that challenged him and lost, chased from the borders of diaspora with her brood. a harsh punishment, perhaps, but praimfaya had been quick to learn that it was the ways of diaskru. at the time, the adults conversation meant little to the young wanheda aside from meaning that her playmates were gone.

bak op, wanlida. praimfaya tells her using her title as the pale, scarred sylph comes into view. commanding her mother might not seem right to most wolves but she is the future commander and while blodreina might be her mother, praimfaya is her commander first and daughter second. though blodreina had not had such a visceral reaction to verx praimfaya thinks that perhaps what her mother sees as aurëwen's betrayal hurt her the most. hei. praimfaya calls out in greeting to her, casting a brief look to blodreina to ensure that her setnes obeyed her command. this was apart of praimfaya's training, after all.