Whitefish River name of the game

she heeds her father's call quickly, arriving a moment after Drago offers his greeting. "hei," she echoes, though it sounds distant. hunger twists as her gaze falls on the catch swinging from her father's jaws, though she can't bring herself to truly show interest in it. she's distracted, aimless, the past few days having seen her sink into something resembling a stupor. it's been too many days since Aure had promised her return, and yet her anger seems to have reached it's peak, leaving nothing but apathy. the ground beneath their feet is unsteady, unpredictable, and not even her fighting lessons appeal, now. still, her muzzle twists into a smile as she glances to her brother, one that remains as she refocuses her attention on Verx. despite her own feelings, she will not present anything less than a steady, content demeanor for her brother.