Arrow Lake ever so true

In the instant that she thought she might have hope, it never came true. Even the faintest hints of anything useful she had once encountered had all guided her to dead ends--one after another, and the young warrior was losing morale that she didn't have left in her. Grief had hardened into a strange ache and with it, a deeply-festering loneliness. Was this how it was to be? Opalia was plenty past the point of regular fatigue by now. She operated on her bare minimum for now while she still could stand it.

Opalia didn't know the place by name, but had unknowingly come to Praimfaya's birthplace in her travels. To her, it was only another stretch of the landscapes. The potential of it remained yet to be seen.

Hei, stranger, she greeted as she approached the other wolf seemingly prowling the shore. Once she was sure she was acknowledged and the agouti female gave her a pause: I am looking for someone... she prefaced, and with that, should there be no resistance from the other, the gona would provide her details about what she sought. With or without any information to take with her, she would not linger, or take the Legion scout's time for long. Much like she had with Saarthal, she tried to instill any faith in the other that she would keep an eye out, and should she come across anything, Opalia left her on the note (and assumption) that she would be back at the Spear eventually.

After this, and humoring a few questions to sate the scout's curiosity, the pale Drakru would continue tracking north alongside the mountains. Her trails were cold, and hope hard to hold on to.

kind of an almost read only type thing just  so i can say they crossed paths <__>