Once more

Those paws quickly lead the aging wraith towards lands she knew, lands her half-brother had once held. Alas, she had not seen her brother in some time and wondered what had happened to him. No doubt, in another lands leading an empire and warring with the neighboring packs. As such was normal for him and their family in truth, it wouldn't surprise her in the least - after all it was in their blood.

Pausing before the boarder, did she utter a sigh. Yet that head lifted and a summing howl was given, though any Armada still living would recognize the call or so Abelinda hopped. With that good and done, did that head lower as much as did that rump of hers to the ground. Traveling was something the wraith could still do, yet she found herself lacking the usual energy she had enure din her youth. Perhaps it was time to put down the sword and remain as a simple healer. Brows knitted into a frown, it would not be easy to let the ways of fighting go.

“And in the dark, I can hear your heart beat.”