Redhawk Caldera rosebowl

"ah, i was part of first council when wraen make brecheliant, in fen." her brow furrowed. "maybe — three years now." had it been so long? she thought of how many faces she had met, how many journeys she had taken. it felt a lifetime already, and now she had little she could mention without wistfulness.
"i know moonspear. well — knew." her breath caught a bit. that too seemed so long ago. "and the glen. and the saints," she said with a chuckle. "now it just us and akashingo, i think." for she did not know that the pack had returned to the strath.