Broken Antler Fen but written in history

praimfaya responds with positivity, though there was much to explore of the territory yet; and as blodreina does another scan of the terrain stretched before them she takes note of the fire and earthen kissed pelage of the stranger that approaches them. blodreina draws forward a few steps, though careful to not give the blatant appearance of shielding praimfaya — for she is teaching her draconian daughter to be a warrior and does not want praimfaya to think that she doesn't have faith in her ( she does ) — but it is instinct both as mother and guard.

hello, blodreina returns the greeting while priamfaya murmurs it in trigedasleng. she hadn't come across any lingering scents that might give the impression of a fledgling pack — and casts a glimpse as praimfaya to confirm that she hadn't either — but she is weary. is this your home? it would be inconvenient if another pack had their eye on this territory but blodreina tries to keep herself from jumping the gun on conclusions.