Northstar Vale Yioí

It was rare for her to come across the Arche, only simply because their paths did not cross often. Between her work and his within Epoch, it seemed her common company was that if her patients and Tamar, who she was attempting to mentor.

But the night she found herself restless, and so when moonlight shone upon the copper fur of the impressive man, she gave pause for a moment, eyes thoughtful as she studied him. “Arche,” she greeted quietly, her tail giving gentle sway in the cool night air, as she made her presence known—unwilling to catch him by surprise. “You seem pensive.”