Whitefish River and eyes flecked with ash

praimfaya takes no insult to the woman's — ira, she introduces herself as — admission of not knowing her name or pack name. though it comes as some surprise to know that news of sagtannet hasn't made it this far...she tucks it away for now. we claim sawtooth spire. she offers with an absent and weak gesture in the direction of the spire though she supposes it doesn't really matter. she wasn't here on official business, anyway.

no, praimfaya is quick to assure her. i left her in a bad state. or the woman should be feeling the extent of her injuries just as praimfaya was, at any rate; but it was no secret that praimfaya hadn't concerned her with the woman's state when she'd taken the opportunity to leave.

a man and woman claim that the ravensblood forest belongs to them. they will greet with hostility and violence. the woman was the one that i fought with. praimfaya informs ira solemnly. even if they turn out to be nothing more than a nuisance, i tell you of them in the hopes you might pass along the warning to your wolves to avoid the ravensblood forest. whether ira did so or not ...well that was up to her. if they are eventually successful in forming their pack, praimfaya's mouth twists the word pack belaying her belief that two wolves was a long shot from a pack. well, they might present a bigger problem.

and maybe for more than just kaistleoki. though sagtannet sits comfortably upon its temple of risen stone and earth ...she does not pretend like that makes their home impregnable and safe.