Moonspear it seems that we weathered the storm

On her return from the wilds just over a day after leaving, the pale Drakru slowed her pace once the elevations began to climb out of the foothills around Moonspear--and sighed a great sigh, her body tired and heart sore to boot. The forests rose to greet her in turn, and she kept on alongside a creeping dusk after a long, warm day; the trek back had not been made in the same haste as the one she had left on, but for no reason other than her own self preservation, and the need for some time to compose her thoughts, herself alongside it, too.

But, now that she wanted to call herself regrouped and centered, she tipped back her muzzle and howled out for the son of the alphas that had asked for her report on return. She did intend to keep her word, and above all, didn't want them to think she had abandoned them on whim at the first sign of her lost comrade. Opalia did not know him well enough to say  where exactly she might find @Osiris, though guessed near the fringes, or perhaps closer to his mother's den. Unsure, she kept up a small mosey into the woods while heading towards a small creek she did know for a long drink.

set for when she gets back from here so still vague-y noises but wanted to toss something up!