Moonspear after hours

works for meee

The sister had moved off on her way, which Opalia watched quietly and hoped that indeed, the assumption that this was Hydra of them was correct. Her nose worked intently to try to piece it together, but she forgot how deep their similarities could run; at least it did not appear that she had made any mistakes in her greeting.

That said, she felt the leader's look-over assess her and following with a question like that, the young warrior nodded respectfully. I'm doing fine, she answered honestly because despite a brother she hadn't seen in a little too long for her taste, Moonspear treated her well. How goes your watch? she asked, of course, hazarding the guess that it was at least some part of her purpose out here--enough for the queen to have some comment about it, good, bad, or otherwise.