Permafrost Hollows can change you, no

bumping this up to current day & ppcing sitala out.

wintersbane misses the words exchanged between derg and the pale woman at their borders. irregardless, she doesn't stay and he watches her depart and vanish into the neutral territory with clinical indifference. part of him is disappointed at the loss of a potential recruit but he doesn't dwell upon it as he approaches the earthen colored male with a low chuff to announce his presence, if his footfalls in the snow haven't already done it for him. an eventful border patrol so far, huh? he mentions the pale woman with a slight incline of his muzzle in the direction she'd disappeared in. he's curious about their small exchange but ultimately, he doesn't ask. it doesn't much matter now and beyond that wintersbane knows and acknowledges that not everyone is going to be cut out for the vartija.