Herbalists' Cache life feels worse, but good with you in it

as dutiful as hawk may be, she is also a creature not immune to curiosity. for the need to connect with her new kin, blood or not. she'd followed a sweet scent towards the timbers edge, where she would find another woman.

kissed by a storm. and beautiful as one, too. those bright, sharp eyes find black hawk. she offers a respectful bow of her head before she steps closer. 

the woman smells of the raven-man. of blackfell, a newly found ally. she wonders if this stormy woman is as strong, as commanding. "you walk alone. may i join you?"