Amorielle Adravendi

Amory had decided to take a break from her studies, choosing to take a stroll to the strange circle of stones that sat on the moor. She studied hard day in and day out, often forgetting to take some time for herself to just relax and not think about her work. She wanted to be the best healer and warrior she could be...or whatever path she decided on. Honestly, she wasn't sure. She could fight if she needed to, but she wasn't confident in that area. She was more of an intellectual being, preferring to use calculated words instead of brute force. Not that she had any, she was smaller than most in her family, after all. And though Aoife had her beat when it came to being smaller in size, her sister was more a fighter than she was. But if her smaller sister could do it, she could too, couldn't she? Upon reaching the stones, she sat in front of one of them as she once again, studied the runes etched into it. She didn't know why she kept coming back to study them...it was almost as if she was hoping to one day figure out what they said, but she knew nobody ever would. She felt a calm sense of security here. Like the stones purpose was to offer safety, and security, and comfort. Whatever it was, she felt like everything was alright when she was here. She could think more clearly, and not worry about anything else. Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Labhair an Sean-Teanga." ---- "Hear" ---- Think

Dómari moved along his patrol at a steady pace. He could feel his age in his joints but in truth moving them and walking seemed to help ward off the aches. He finished up his patrol along the Druid's Moor and then headed deeper into the territory for a little exploration and relaxation. Ever alert to the movement of prey he paused to investigate a deer trail before moving deeper into the moor. Winter seemed to be rolling in slowly and for that he was grateful. While the dip in temperature was noticeable it wasn't freezing and the chance of snow was slim, at least for now. Dómari spied the unusual stones up ahead as well as one of Aurielle's daughters, Amorielle. "Hello there, examining the stones? I wish I knew how they came to be." "Speech"

Amorielle Adravendi

The longer she stared at the runes, the more foreign and alien they seemed. She couldn't even begin to make sense of them, and ultimately she decided that perhaps they would be a mystery until the end of time. "Hello there, examining the stones? I wish I knew how they came to be." Head turned to find her older packmate, Domari. He was a seasoned warrior and hunter, and no doubt had boundless knowledge that she herself had yet to possess. Her tail wagged briefly as she offered a smile to him before she returned her gaze back to the markings she would never get the chance to translate. "Yes, they seem to hold some sort of a mystery but I've not even come close to figuring out these runes." Sadness touched her voice at the fact, but she knew she wasn't the first nor the last wolf that would try to figure it out. "How are you Domari, sir?" She asked, turning to him again. Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Labhair an Sean-Teanga." ---- "Hear" ---- Think