Two Rivers Isle paper shields and wooden swords

The day was slow going -- no one to chatter with except the birds, and it was moments like these she missed @Matteo the most. She hoped he was well, wherever he'd wound up. Perhaps he had gone with Iseul to that pack along the sea. She'd wondered more than once. He had been close with her, after all, much closer than Ines had been.

She wondered these things, until she caught a streak of blonde dipping down for a drink at the river's edge. Sunny fur made sunnier in the afternoon light -- but that was about all she could tell from here.

So of course, she closed the distance.

Good water, isn't it? she'd tried to remember whatever mom or dad or Iseul said whenever they came upon someone on their boundary line, but she drew a blank and settled for the next best thing: faking it till making it, you know it comes down to us straight from the glaciers?

She didn't know, but she doubted this wolf knew, either. A salespitch was a salespitch, after all. Anything to make the Isle strong.