Where we're from

*Neith* · 01-17-2016, 03:06 PM

Neith led her sister back through the snow, surely this was much easier for Kalli than bowling through on her own. Not that she could obviously care for herself, Neith always worried about her sister more than she should. She still felt bad about being so scarce recently too. There was nothing that could change that though, and here they were. The only actions the Moria could take would be for the future. Starting now. Kalliope was going to meet her daughter.

Eisleif was getting to be about six months old, just learning how to hunt. Of course she already knew the basics and had killed a few hares that had been brought home for her to practice on. Neith would be sure her daughter was a fine hunter and able to feed herself even in the harshest of winters. "We're almost there," she'd tell her almost sister. "You can't cross the border, but Eis can come to us." She was a strong little girl, and Neith was incredibly proud of her.

Eventually they would make it to the scent marker, and stopping a bit away the dark woman would tilt back her head. She'd call for her daughter, but also to let her pack and higher ups know there was a guest at the border.
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