Something New

She totally scared him that had to be it. Karabela's chest puffed slightly. She was a fierce and beautiful warrioress and the boy's reaction was perfectly understandable. Raba watched as he gathered himself, eyes widening at the mention of her former exploration partner. "Aye, we wandered a few terras in the west not to long ago." She giggled a bit. Wait, he was training to be a fighter? Huh, he really didn't strike her as the type but then good warriors could come from the most unexpected places. "Well…. I might be wiling to teach you but I wouldn't do it for free. I'd need something in return." She sat down heavily and pondered what that something could be. She didn't really need herbs and she was definitely not interested in healing. "Hmmm… I don' know what to trade. It's kind of hard with me being a loner. Maybe if I ever get hurt and I come to you you have to promise to heal me?"

It seemed like an option, the wind shifted and brought the pack scent to her once more as her smile faded and her eyes tipped skyward. Two Abaven wolves in such a short span of time. Was she being sent some kind of sign or something? Again she felt the lonliness buried deep her her chest, masked over by her anger and violence as well as her cheerfulness and energy. She felt so fucking lost. Eyes turned back to lock on the boys blue eyes. Could he be the key to a new start? "What's Abaven like?"

"Speech"