Witch's Marsh a chapter of the witch

"I haven't had the most pleasant experiences with a few." The white dragon, and then Arbiter who was the leader. Despite acceptance, and forgiveness being a portion of the ward she wished to form, the lioness couldn't help but hold bitterness toward the two. It was a feeling she wished to wash away, and even knew of their reasonings, yet.. Couldn't help view them negatively. For now, she stayed clear of the group, and unfortunately met another. The hope, and it seemed to be true, this one was friendlier then the bunch.

"It sounds like it worked for you," she nodded in understanding. The other found a perfect place, a home to come to, yet a place that allowed the freedom she craved. It was a dream to come true for some wolves, and understood all had win in the situation. They gained a loyal wolf who can scout terrians for them, while she gained their trust, and the ability to travell freely.

"You must have travelled alot." Uriel was lowkey trying to avoid talking about the group anymore, for she enjoyed chattering with the other, but the group brought negative memories to herself. She simply tried to bring up another before nightfall begun, and the two must head home.