Neverwinter Forest the price of change

Soon then came along Simmik. She knew the woman by name, sight, scent... she just did not know the youth on a personal level. A mercenary in training, Vallkyrie turns to greet the stark white woman. Hello Simmik. She greets with a wave of her tail. The young adolescent is tall as herself but with much more muscle and underlining strength of her. She looked to be an Arctic woman, those whom were built of some mighty stuff, like Vallkyrie's Makenzie Valley decent. The girl before her wasnt even a year old and yet held a promise that made Kyr smile. Would you like something to eat? She inquires, tipping her long muzzle down to the fattened vole.