Raven's Watch he sang so loud, sang so clear

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When the other figure noticed her and began his approach, Eleuthera couldn’t help the small glimmer of excitement that stirred in her belly. Things had been far to dismal and grey — not only in the weather, but also life general. She was kept cooped up within the willows, as she believed it to be the safest place amongst the mountains, with the same souls that she had been growing quite accustomed to. and no one was in a great mood, so the entire mood of the last month had just been rather blech.

but here was another chance, for at least some small amount of joy! There was still a small chance the this was a wolf she knew — which was dashed, not in a bad way, when he neared enough that she could see his features clearly — but there was a small hope in her mind that this might be some long-lost brother, returning to his homeland just as so many before him. If this was the case, Eleuthera figured, she would likely find out without much resistance. All others had been more than forthwith and upfront about their intentions.

“If there is anyone intruding, it is me," she called out in greeting, although it was painfully clear that neither of them had intruded on anything particularly important or noteworthy. Simply two paths, that happened to cross. Eleuthera’s ears pushed forward, willing to be the one to push them off the precipice of acknowledgement, and into introductions. “Are you from nearby?" the lilac fae chirped.