Two Rivers Isle Hope dangles on a string

iseul could not take much credit for the work put into two isles, except for perhaps the fact that she was simply apart of the group itself. but in the end, that was probably enough. she had been scrounging about for roots and such to eat, though earing the call of her two leaders, she throws up her muzzle to the sky and lets out her own howl to intertwine with the rest.

the wilds would know that they were here, well and alive and thriving.