Voices in the dark

Her entire reason for being there was 'why the fuck not'. She'd been there, once, but a giant wolf - the very wolf she fought against in the siege - had been sprawled there, blocking the entrance. And so, she had never really gotten to at least... look around. She wasn't too fond of caves - but they were useful. If you knew your way around them, it was really easy to escape foes, or perhaps ambush. She relished the chance to explore undisturbed... hoped. Well, mostly alone. She wanted to be completely alone, but she was terrified Farrym would try following her on his own - so she did have a quivering ball of excited fluff on her back.

Sadly for her, her hope was unrealized when she stepped into the caverns. A flicker of motion caught her eye, and her head would jerk towrads it, frowning. She sniffed - rather quickly, deeply, immediately noticing the scent of the other wolf; gah, she was an idiot. She should have noticed the scent much sooner. Eh. She recognized the scent as Sonticus - son of Arian, if she recalled from the death match. "Hello?" she called out... voice somewhat friendly. She didn't think he'd attack, but if he did, she was on her guard regardless.

"Speech" "Language" "Farrym"