Whitefish River Watch the flames burn on and on the mountain side,

She had been stretching her own legs when the warrior came into view. She knew nothing of her, only that she too had been brought to Kaistleoki to be tended for similar injuries. She had heard that she went by Orlaith, though that was all she remembered, yet Ira had not spoken to the woman on her own to discover these truths for herself.

Ira watched as she stomped through the forest, a rage consuming her for reasons unknown. She knew the look, she had been there before, but that was a long time ago. Eventually, she'd chuff hoping to catch her eye before approaching. Maybe others would be frightened by her demeanor, but it was one Ira had braced for her whole life. There was nothing for her to fear. What troubles you?