Broken Antler Fen the nature of life is not permanence, but flux

Ruenna and @Sphyra lingered at the border, although the younger had wandered off quite a ways, sniffing here and there. Sphyra had accompanied Rue under the auspices of being her guard, which Rue had readily accepted. The child had made no mention of visiting with her father, but Rue wondered if that was on her mind now that they were here. Perhaps it had always been her intention. Sphyra was difficult child to read; she didn't speak her every thought aloud like Caracal or wear her heart on her sleeve like Tierra. 

Rue would allow Sphyra the space to do her own thing-- within eyeshot-- while the ambassador met with @Teya or @Eljay. Her summons for the leaders rang out across the territory, to be swallowed in short order by the muggy air of the fen. How strange it was, not to hear the call echoing over and over as it did within the Caldera.