Redtail Rise leaf warbler

the call had been for her Ulfhedinn, but it was she who commanded him. she comes down the slopes, following the meandering path of the stream and the voice that came in the distance. the events of a day before still haunt her, and it is with wary gaze and posture that she arrives at the scene—

to find them in conversation. an easy one, not that of interrogation.

Avicus strides up to stand alongside Tulimaq, glancing first at him, then to the unfamiliar face. a young woman, a bit older than herself. of good size, and trim; a build that suggests worth.

you are? she asks coolly, but there's an undeniable edge to her voice;

she finds it hard to trust after smelling the spilled blood of her own huntress.