Her father had told her it would only be a matter of time before she is called elsewhere, and he had been right. It had only been a year since his death and Adya admittedly felt lost without him. But it was important that she continued his studies, and she wouldn't let him down. The ebony wolf drifted across the snow-covered landscape, sticking out like a sore thumb against the backdrop. She had been walking for quite some time and though her legs were tired she was determined to keep going until she found the next area of population. Ears would turn and flick across her perfectly sculpted cranium, silver eyes surveying as she pulled to a halt. This area in particular seemed to be a frequented area, she could tell by the various different sets of tracks going every which way on top of the numerous different scents. Tipping her muzzle skyward she let out a soft call, intéressant, père aimerait ça ici." She says softly to herself before falling quiet, patiently waiting.


Note: for Briar c:

piglet

ooc: liquid time set before her move to The Hallows just for continuity sake!

Ruga had been incredibly kind in not asking for anything in return for restoring Artorias' sword. Apparently just the chance to work on a project like this had been enough of a draw for him to do it without pay. She couldn't ignore the fact that she was also the alpha's daughter as well, but either way she was still grateful. The only thing he really asked of her was to find the materials he would need for the sword so she had been traveling more than she had before in search of these things. Luckily some things she could pull from Armada's stores like leathers and pieces of metal. The one thing she didn't have was stones to replace the ones that had fallen out of the guard.

With Ruga's recommendation to go check some of the mountains in the north since that was where he had found some previously she headed out on a quick journey to the north. She hadn't been up to this portion of Boreas very often if at all so she wasn't entirely sure where she was heading, but she at least had a general direction. She explored along the edge of the mountain range for a while, scouting out some good caves to go searching through later, and that brought her up to a stretch of frozen land. It took her a moment to realize it was actually a lake as she got closer and she wondered to herself if it could still count as a lake if it was always frozen. Was it just a big pit of ice instead?

She padded curiously toward the edge of the lake, eyeing one of the pillars of ice for a moment before moving on around the edge of the lake. The faint sound of someone speaking pulled her gaze ahead of her instead of our over the lake and her turquoise gaze landed on a dark furred woman up ahead in the distance. She didn't know if this stranger would know this area any better than she did, but it certainly didn't hurt to ask. She walked over to the silver eyed woman, offering her a friendly smile. "Hello there. Are you familiar with this area at all?"

"Briar Fatalis"