Emberwood couch day

The call pulled her out of the last vestiges of an uneasy sleep; her mind buzzed with dissolving images that, once awake, she would not make heads or tails of. The sound was a summons - although the voice wasn't entirely familiar, Ibis had become used to (and somewhat embittered to) the constant need of everyone within the Emberwood. She shook the snow from her narrow shoulders and paced a little bit to warm her muscles, stretch her legs - then took off towards the sound's origin. When the flower sigils began to appear in her periphery she knew she was close to the border.

Then, as she emerged from the thinning trees, she saw two wolves. One larger, composed of brown tones and gold; at first she thought - hoped, fleetingly - that it was Okeanos. It was a woman, though. Beside her was -- Seamus? The girl gasped his name, and as she closed the distance her tail raised and wagged. Welcome! What are you doing here?