Sawtooth Spire to endure steadfastly;

this seemed like a good place to wrap this up. thanks for the thread! <3

left to her own devices, praimfaya contemplates her conversation and spar with stag, trying to think of what she did wrong. clearly, to her, she has done something wrong with not trying to gain the upper hand in their spar. her tail drifts across her hocks as she contemplates, broken out of her thoughts only when he speaks. yeah, sounds nice. she agrees, holding onto the blossoming hope that she hasn't entirely ruined their reunion at his offer. motioning for him to take the lead, she follows him to the lake where she unceremoniously throws herself into its waiting waters, unable to recall the last time she swam.