Broken Antler Fen The air around me still feels like a cage.

Opalia dipped her muzzle in a knowing nod, only further solidifying her acceptance with the silent gesture. Jus drein jus daun, like she had hoped it could be, and now with all of this said and done, her priorities were new and different going forward. It came with a strange sort of feeling deep in her gut, but just like all things, the young gona would see her way through it--whatever that may entail, precisely.

She glanced to Dacio one more time out of sheer habit, then without another word from her, she stepped forward after the invitation Praimfaya laid down for them to meet the territory for themselves.