Two Rivers Isle LAMOOOO

Though no ranks had been set, established, Aeronwyn thought herself only below Malice and Burke. To her Lord and Lady she offered the utmost respect, though the others had yet to earn it. She had yet to seek out their newest member, and had been keeping to herself the last few days. 

Today she relaxed in the morning sun, stretched out on a large, flat rock near the river. Her eyes were slits, utterly at ease. The rumbling of the river coupled with sporadic birdsong lulled her into a reverie, her muzzle on her forelegs and her form still except for the rising and falling of steady breaths. So relaxed was she that she did not even notice the presence of another, on the verge of sleep and senses dulled. Her delicate muzzle was not strained with anger or pulled into a neutral expression, which was becoming less and less uncommon as the days in her new home went by.