Whitefish River Got sexy pigeons, but you're gone

@Hieronymous / @Speedy :3

Though instinct told her to go North, towards the sea and the pack of mermaids the fae had befriended, her mind told her to be wise. Though there was no place in the Empire for them, mainly because there wasn't an Empire anymore, there was one other place they could go to for sanctuary. She remembered their meeting well, because it had been important, and she held them in high regard for wanting to fight evil. If anyone would understand, it'd be the wolves of Kaistleoki.

This is also what she told @Dante and @Eleuthera , if she'd stuck around, before suggesting they go there. Winter was coming, and there was little time to linger on uncertainties. Summer would come again, soothe their aches and heal their wounds as time usually did, and perhaps they'd be reborn.

She knew the flatlands well from her travels, knew it was close to her family's home. She wondered for a moment who now claimed the dark woods that once belonged to the Melonii clan alone, but decided she cared little. She wasn't there to defend their legacy, but her own. She recognized the scent that had clung to Hieronymous and Ira's coats on the borders of a territory. She glanced unsurely at those that decided to stick by her, tipping her head to let out a singsong call for the wolves of Kaistleoki.