Bearclaw Valley You’re so ahead of yourself that you forgot what you need

When her name was called, Arnarkla emerged from where she had sat amongst the outskirts of the collected group. She approached Ameline, left a fair amount of distance between them. Her umbral coat was given a simple shake as of dusting off cobwebs, and then she squared her stance. 

A nod was given to Ameline. It seemed only fair for the leader to make the first move.