Cedar Sweep i'm in a clique, but i want out

snagging!

 


Patrolling the Sweep today was Nyra, among possible other Saints. The monolithic woman picked out the youthful firebrand in the barren trees like a sore thumb from nimble fingers. 
Though she wasn't behind him, the Overseer made her way directly toward Patroclus with an arced tail and perked ears. 
She didn't bother being too stealthy about it either, hellfire gold eyes piercing as she got closer. 
"You must be new to these wilds." She mused with a rumble, keeping a few feet between them for the sake of not running off a potential recruit.