Swiftcurrent Creek she's lying in bed with my t-shirt on

she'd been gone for a while, a few weeks. she'd searched all over the area for as long as she could, but the when the weather turned harsh she had to return. and aria returned with... nothing. not a trace of @Constantine's child-- or even chusi's child, for that matter. she'd found nothing. it was painful to cross back over those borders without any intel to give to her friend or his dragoness. 

aria returned weary and thin, a fresh cut across her right cheek from a run in with a badger. the icy woman returned with no good news, and in poor shape. but she returned all the same. she trekked through the territory with her ears pressed to her crown, searching for her friend to give to him her bad news. part of her wished she hadn't even returned. he was the only wolf who wanted her here. she didn't know why she even bothered if she couldn't even give them good news.