Arrow Lake we are made of flesh

no, he replies drawing nearer. praimfaya lets out a low warning growl as he encroaches on her personal space. her hackles bristle again and she snaps her teeth at him though he draws away before she can make purchase. tell no one. as if she had any intention of listening to him. she was wanheda and he did not tell her what to do. ban au. she snarls her command at him in trigedasleng assuming that her body language and tone will be enough to communicate what she means; though whether he retreats because of her command or because he does not want to stick around while she summons @Blodreina — which she promptly does with a tip of her muzzle and a rallying call for her mother — praimfaya doesn't know and does not care.

he is gone, for now, and she fully intends to make the other guardians aware of him — despite that it would cost her the freedom of patrolling the borders without a sentes ( or rather an adult, period ) at her side.