Panther Park like an ancient masterpiece

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praimfaya doesn't recognized the inquisitive howl that rises thru the trees. her ears perk and she suspects it is meant for her, testing the waters. she paces towards it's origins finding that they are not too terribly far apart and lets out a low chuff of greeting as she shrugs thru the wet emerald fronds and the brown agouti woman with marks on her ribcage that remind her of donovan's falls into her frostbound gaze. hei praimfaya offers in trigedasleng. a breath is taken, trying to determine where the older woman is from. she does not smell of any pack and praimfaya, though her own intentions within the saints is to observe, wonders if she might convince the woman to their cause. it is easy enough to fall into the self-given task of recruiter, having much practice of it during roangeda's brief reign.