Blacktail Deer Plateau The Gathering of the Clouds

Raleska wasn’t sure how to make out with the male’s explanation. Looking didn’t seem particularly suspicious to her, but how often had she let her guard down only to let someone she let in walk right over her? Better to play it safe. 

She didn’t catch Valtari in the trees — at least not immediately. His pale frame stood out crisply against the autumn-fire backdrop, but her attention was largely riveted on Mal. She didn’t want to give him too much information - not unless he somehow proved he wasn’t a threat to her and hers’. It is. Raleska exhaled, deciding not to lie even if she wanted to. We’re Rusalka, and we were displaced from the Sound by all the... She gestures around her as if it would help. .. crazy waves and shakes, and stuff. Are you here to tell us to leave? Her gaze flashed with a resilient defiance — her family didn’t want to be here anymore than she did, but they didn’t have much choice. Part of her wished she had gone to Elysium instead — but she would later learn it was better off this way, as Elysium stood no longer.