Phantom Hollow sing me a lullaby of dreams

tags for ref, anyone looking to join yellowstone may reply to this thread!

their numbers were dwindling thin. @Masa had gone to seek out his purpose elsewhere, to which nephele offered up a call wishing him luck. @Mojag was granted the same sound as he set out to grieve a lost mother. @Fjall was elusive and the viper was unsure if he still called yellowstone home or had set off on his own, but to him she offered the same voice of good tidings.

she did not yet fear for their ability to hold the plains, but few numbers was something she hoped to avoid. they were strong in their current state, but she wished for stronger.

and so she set out a ways from the claim, paws steady with a purpose as she came to stop in the heart of the valley. she sucked in a breath and let out a call for any in the area to answer.

if you seek or are in need of a home, come to me.

Tag for reference, if a certain someone would ever want to find her lmao

@Athens had left her—@Tawodi was off checking on him since his departure—which meant she and her companion were on their own…again. It wasn’t the solitude that made her a little less enthusiastic about her journey, it was the lingering want for the male’s presence, the calm that came with him, and it appeared that she would not feel that for some time. Or, ever, again. 

It was also why she had yet to leave the Vale in the mountains; she hoped for his return, but it was foolish. His words still rang in her ears:

I won't do this.

He would not return to her, so Tawodi will find her if she were to move off from the Vale.

She had been in the southern most part of the Vale awaiting the hawk’s return when she heard a call, one with a promise of home, stability, and others.

What would happen if she heeded the call? There was nothing really out here in the Wilds for her, so what would she have to lose?

Her feet moved her down from the mountains to meet the voice in the Hollow.

apologies on the wait for this! any others potentially looking to join yellowstone are still free to join <3

with a call rung in the air, nephele planted herself and set to clipping her nails with careful gnawing along the edges. she wasn't as optimistic as what others might have been in their outlook on recruiting. she was a stickler, set in preference for those strong in brawn or brains given it was rare to run across someone high in both.

she would wait until the sun set, for anyone near enough to heed her summon would have enough time to find her before the last light fled from the earth. thankfully, she need not wait that long before the first figure materialized in waves of heat in the distance.

the stormcloud plucked the last of her nails to a clean point before rising to squint off at the approaching body. she could not tell who or what exactly it was, couldn't even make out if it were canine at all. but she held fast to where she stood, and once within shouting distance would let out a bellow to call the figure over.