Northstar Vale Megalomaniac

last from me

It shouldn't. Injuries are quite fun to tend to... She grins and carries on walking, evading the fact that the statement was moreso in regards to her own wellbeing. Looking back over her shoulder, she'd parrot her escort's words, amusement clear in the playful touch that lingered on her tongue. Envy, yes, right on. Correct. Hasn't changed since~ You are still Viskani, I assume.

The wretch would lower her muzzle, rolling what she had gotten into a bundle easy enough to tuck into her jaws for the long walk home. Not before she would pause to scratch her shoulder with her hind leg, scrawny frame contorted, her nails long and unkempt. It made for a good scratch, what can you say.

I will stay safe. If I can help it. You do the same. Good luck with this claim a' yours. I'll bring you somethin' to make up for this sometime. She'd offer rather cryptically, and flick a tattered ear to dismiss herself.

Envy began her ascent of the rock walls that barred this vale from the harsh winds of the peaks, scuttling, scrambling, and kicking up pebbles as she manouevered through the rockways.