what we lost
Avalon |
She wasn't yet returning home to Auster just yet. She had just left the eastern lands after meeting with Bass, and now she was checking out the lands to see how much different they were. On top of that, she kind of had to admit that she missed the snow. Auster seemed to be in its summer season right now, and here it was winter. She wondered how that worked...that two different lands could have two different seasons. Polar opposites. It was a concept she couldn't quite wrap her head around, but she wouldn't think too hard about it for now. Instead, she would find herself aiming her course towards the battlefield. Now that she had passed the reigns to her son, she had more time to go out and do things that she otherwise didn't have time for. And sparring was one of them. The last fight she had been in was against Mercy. Her shoulder scar visible through the fur that didn't quite grow as long as the rest of her pelt. But no matter. It wasn't something that really bothered her anymore. She didn't care that she had lost that day. She simply wanted to get a message across that she wasn't a pushover. Win or lose, she was keen on defending her territory like anyone in their right mind would. And that was exactly what she had done instead of cowering away like a helpless pup.
A screech from above brought her attention to the sky. Tanaraq flew overhead, her sharp gaze directed ahead of them. Before Avalon could follow her companions direction, a howl would slice through the air. It was an...odd howl. Not really one that demanded a presence, but rather one that seemed to be filled with...sorrow? Who on earth would be like that on the battlefield? Whoever it was, Avalon didn't recognize the voice at all. But if they were howling on these lands, then it meant they probably were looking for one thing, right? Swiftly, the large woman ambled towards the source, Tan soon alerting her as they drew closer. Not too far, sat a woman with a pale coat. Though she was nothing but a stranger to her. "I assume you're the one that called?" She came to a stop about ten feet from the other woman's position. Wondering exactly who she was. It wasn't anyone she had come across before, nor did she smell like a pack. So she could only assume that this woman was new to the lands. |