Ardyn Cadeyrn Aodhán Phoenix Adravendi

It was his first outing alone. No Loshir. No Chrystal. Just him and Lyr. It was a novel feeling. The last time he’d crossed Valhallan borders into freelands alone-ish he’d been out to fight a bear off of a fellow youngster. He’d picked a good day to head out – okay get booted out into. His mother had been pretty blunt that he needed to go out and explore. Ardyn trotted through the path he remembered leading to Lirim lands through the Rocks, alert for any attack or prey to catch as he went. In time, he came to a stop at the rim of the Emerald Valley, and looked down upon a white wonderland with a frozen river and milling prey trying to dig for spring grass and break the ice for a drink. The prey animals seemed just as taken aback by the lack of spring warmth as the wolves. He took a seat, Lyr landing perched on his shoulder and withers, and the two surveyed the land below them. “Do you think the snow will go away, Lyr?” The glowing raven only clucked in answer, having no idea himself. Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Labhair an Sean-Teanga." ---- "Hear" ---- Think

Spring had arrived, and with it, her first heat. She was uncomfortable, and her second Spring didn't help. This season was dreadfully cold and she had been hoping for a warmer season. The now young woman traipsed along the edge of the valley, though she wasn't searching for anything in particular. She had been on her own, occasionally following on the trail of her siblings from time to time, but each and everyone one of them eventually got pulled into different directions. She had gone her own way to go explore the world her father knew, but now her wayward wandering ways were dwindling and she wondered about the packs in the lands. She knew of Valhalla where the majority of her relatives lived, so she was on her way to visit and see what the situation was or if any of her other siblings might have gone that way.

She figured then, that if she was heading over that way, she ought to bring a gift, no? Maybe some nice flowers or useful herbs...but as she looked around, she realized that would pose a problem. Literally everything was covered in snow, and she knew she would likely have a hard time getting together any herbs on her own. She stopped where she was and sat back in the snow as she thought...maybe it was for the best that she joined a pack...with the season the way it was, it would only continue to be as hard as it was last season. She sighed as she stood back up, unsure of what to do.

That's when she spotted them. A raven black youth and a piebald raven. She tilted her head as she watched them for a moment, wondering if they were wondering about the strange weather this season, too. She decided she'd go over and say hi, maybe feel them out and see if they belonged to a pack. She headed over, approaching them with a smile so she wouldn't appear threatening, but then again, she didn't look threatening to begin with. "Good day to you, young sir. Quite the weather this season, hm?" It was then as she stopped near them that she recognized the scent, "Oh! You're from Valhalla! I have family there! At least, I think they're still living there?" She hadn't seen them since the first time she met them, but now she was overdue for a visit.