Arrow Lake we are made of flesh

she knows she is young but she also knows that the ever vigilant wanlida is never too far away. the pretense of being 'alone' on the borders is just that: a pretense. a show of her mother's trust in her capability and an opportunity for praimfaya to experience independence whilst trusting that the shield of diaspora's claim will protect her. sedulous sahira is followed very shortly by scouting. well fossopa sedulous, praimfaya says speaking trigmmon — a combination of common and trigedasleng though for the sake of her companion is favors common — with a withering look of frosted steel. i am praimfaya eyjolfur kom diaskru,

praimfaya offers her full and formal title, savoring the way it tastes rolling off her tongue, savoring the way it sounded as it lingers upon her ears. this is diaspora. she makes a minuscule gesture to the territory at her back though her gaze never wavers from his shadowed form. what are you scouting? she asks, wondering ...if he was scouting what interest a pack's territory might hold in that regard. he would not be welcome to pass through ...so was it someone specific he sought? she wonders.