Hushed Willows borscht

Tired was the answer given, one she hadn't quite expected but could understand - she herself had been broken and beaten by the length of her travels not too long ago, she knew how it sucked out the life and spirit until you could finally close your eyes and rest for a moment... But on the border was no place to sleep - she ought to offer the girl something better than a patch of damp grass and nothing but the sky as a blanket.

The wind then carried a familiar scent to her, one that belonged to Reiko and her empire in the vale. She wondered if this was a messenger then, though surely she would've said so if she was. Do you hail from the Empire? I really ought to offer an ally something better than my border, no? — I can show you to our dens if you want.