Northstar Vale you got hell to pay

tenebrous gaze is cast off into the distance, hazy and unseeing as focus remains primarily on the onslaught of memories and thoughts brought on by the appearance of this familiar face. a soft sigh breaks free at his apology and all she can muster is a tight smile accompanied by a slight dip of her head. the gesture is appreciated in its evident sincerity yet it does not ease the knot in her chest. the worst part had to be imagining other wolves strutting about those woods, paws lacking the silent grace of the shadowed blackfeather wolves as they trudged about disrupting the crows with their racket. eyes narrow bitterly, these were not the borders that needed to most protecting right now. yet such arbitrary thoughts are quickly put down by the remaining spark of rationalism, those were not borders anymore and she'd do well to remember that. 

deep rumblings tickle velveteen ears as she is snapped from such consuming thoughts to listen to what her fellow warrior speaks. seraphic features crease in displeasure at what he'd endured, shadowed gaze trailing the scars with an air of distaste. nothing, nothing irked her more than those that betrayed others. as fucked up as her 'home' before teekon had been, even they did not tolerate betrayal; in fact it was punishable by death. which could be considered hypocritical in its irony for tundra to be so opposed to a thing she herself could be accused for doing and yet like a glitch in the matrix; her mind simply skipped over that finer detail. "that's pretty fucking shit" she hums, swishing her feathered tail at her haunches with a gesture to invite him to continue along the border with her, the chill was already settling deep into her bones and she did not wish for such claws to get a chance to sink deep. 

"so any particular reason you happened to join courtfall?" asked with idle curiosity as they presumably fall into step along the pack's perimeter. never the most skilled of conversationalists but there's something almost soothing about the simple art of small talk with someone she didn't feel pressure to act any certain way around.