Blackwater Islands hey kids

morgana had woke before the island was showered with dawn’s subtle rays. she followed wherever sleek stream led; to an area that grew more dense with vegetation the longer she walked.

formation thread! she’s headed to alchemists' cauldron. maybe @Rasha could hop in?

the prophet woke before sunrise.  this was not unusual for her, though she would have liked to have had a more restful slumber.  she emerged from her den, stretched her legs and began to walk.  it was aimless at first before she found a winding pathway.  she was alone for some time before a shape appeared ahead.  the morning's first rays barely silhouetted the wolf, though from scent she surmised it was morgana.  

she loosed a small chuff to let the other woman know she was there.

someone had shared the path she walked upon. called to her. morgana turned her head to see

rasha.

she had yet to catch the woman alone until now.

i am seeing what this island has to offer. she gave her an inviting smile. join me.