Mount Apikuni That these hands of mine were clumsy, not clever

Happy to have you!

A stranger comes; petite, possibly a bit older than herself. Viskani watches her in momentary silence, offering a light nod in greeting.

By now she had grown familiar with the presence of many of the lone wolves in the mountains, but this one was new. Have you visited the mountains before, ma cherie? We have not met. She offers a smile. The perpetual anger had not kicked in yet; it usually came near the end of her pregnancies.

Licking her lips clean, she briefly glances towards the vale. Chaudry would surely take off to look for her soon, and he was not one to be kind to strangers. He took the winter border closure a bit more seriously than she would like him to - it was about disallowing guests, not turning away wolves as a whole. This one was well away from the vale; he should not be allowed to say anything, but he likely would.