Wild Berry Meadow i don't dream

The Wilds leave much to be desired, she pauses, gaze shifting over the Meadow and then to the snow colored male. So far, the Meadow only patch of hope that she’s come across since she bumped into Diaspora. Though for a different reason entirely; the whiff of a scent could have led her to something, had she not lost it.

Tell me what you have found in the north. Annaliese is curious, and perhaps if he gives her detailed enough information, she can avoid going there herself. It is debatable, however, if he is trustworthy enough to believe.