Broken Antler Fen winter will feed on the warmth of your things

quick before-work post.

a summons rises upon the air and praimfaya abandons her pursuit of a scrawny rabbit she'd been chasing. lucky for it as it disappears into its warren, she doesn't have the time to wait it out. with a low snort, praimfaya turns away and makes her way to the borders. it doesn't take her terribly long to reach them, noting that dacio has already beaten her to them — her appearance drawing her in only during the tail end of his question. her frostbound gaze then moves towards the wolves upon roangeda's borders to the familiar form of dirge — though she realizes that she had not gotten either of moonspear's wolves' names when she'd been there and thus recognized him only by sight and smell. from him, it flickers to the proud form of the ebony woman beside him.

hei, the worlida greets simply in trig as she moves to stand at dacio's side, her attention focusing upon the two wolves at their borders, eager to hear their response to her klikalida's question.