Qeya River speak, memory - of the cunning hero, the wanderer

im being so uber vague regarding wren/silver status

with things seemingly thrown into the cold air, it angered her to see a stranger so close. perhaps this was not the way that wren and silvertongue would have wished for one to be greeted, but it was what they received from senka that day.

her nostrils flared and she moved with steps of earthquake and thunder. where he was thin, she had muscle mass. she had no words when she found him. maybe insulted that he had not called and now slunk about.

her posture indicated she wanted a reaction or explanation now, she had little time for waiting.