Hushed Willows Look him in the eye, aim no higher

The smokey lady took off swiftly and Iolana could tell she was proud of her achievements. The woman walked carefully as to not wake her friend, this was the best sleep she had seen the bird get in a long time. Hopefully, such naps and peaceful nights would become much more plentiful for the protective fowl.

Iolana trailed the lady and made sure to get in step with her, the fewer footsteps would mean less noise and a better chance of hearing anything the fae would say on the trek towards the border.

She turned her head just in time to see the lady speak of the others. "I'm sure we will meet eventually!" A gracious smile was set on the painted woman's muzzle as the pair continued. Iolana only hoped Lale would be in a good and welcoming mood when such greetings occurred.