Wapun Meadow there's an oily brine bilge water baptism waiting below

thank you for the thread! and thanks for being patient with me when i was slow, haha

there passed across wraen's pewter countenance a shade indra thought was recognition, yet her assumption seemed false, as wraen shook her head and admitted she had yet to meet tadec. indra felt her hopes slowly settle, but assumed then she had simply misread the woman's features -- after all, wraen was still largely a stranger, and it was easy to misinterpret the expressions of those you do not know well.

it was time for the two to part ways; indra understood wraen's need to return home, and she canted her muzzle and rejoined "that would be nice. it was good meeting you." without supplying any further conversation, she slipped from the promontory and headed for more familiar trails.