Lake Rodney she’s worth more than she realizes

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as the world continued to roar and shake with its fury, praimfaya tries her best to ignore it — it is surprisingly easier now that they are upon flatground and she has true purpose. she knows the path cut out for her was not going to be easy — was never going to be easy even before blodreina's death but especially with blodreina's death. for now, as the only other one that truly understood their shared culture and ideals — roangeda was to be praimfaya's after all — it was largely up to her to do the recruiting. she was, to the wolves of the wilds she does not doubt, nothing more than a child.

the spirits of the commanders were truly testing her.

after letting @Ingram know she's going out and letting him know he could join her as setnes or stay in the fen if that was what he wished — she set off. weary of the still enraged earth, praimfaya does not go too far. she takes note that a pack has claimed the wood to the east of the fen but she stays to the lake's western side hoping that their neighbors — with plenty of no-man's-land and lake between them — were not going to be trouble.

even in the early throes of autumn the lake was still lively with brightly colored wildflowers, birch trees's leaves have begun to turn yellow with the young season taking hold praimfaya notes as she moves through the birches and sycamores and further still towards the water when hard earth gives way to pliable and sand that shifts underfoot. she recoils back in surprise, lifting her paw to study the grainy substance. chit yu gaf? praimfaya blurts aloud.