Ásvor was elated at the thought of returning to the north with her sister. While she had enjoyed her freedom, she was eager to return to the lands she considered her home. Being away from these parts in the harsh winter season had been a good idea, though, she decided.. she'd gotten to study the herbs that grew in the southern lands, and hopefully the spring weather was thawing the northern world enough to give her more herbs to seek out.
She had lagged behind a bit, re-familiarizing herself with the lands they traveled through. After a bit she had caught wind of Naudir's scent again and had followed it. They hoped to find some of their siblings, or their parents -- it all was dependent on the signs the gods gave them, if any at all. Ásvor wasn't worried; they had shown her the way to her sister and she had little doubt they would continue to guide her on her way.
Though surprised to find her sister's scent led her to the entrance to some kind of cavern, it did not deter her. Eagerly she pressed on, nose to the earth as she slunk inside, eyes slowly adjusting to the dim light inside. What she didn't expect, though, was for another familiar scent to meet her nose. Was.. that really Ræsa? A grin tugged at her lips as he pace increased, her heart thudding loudly in her chest -- only intensifying as she finally reached them, her eyes confirming what she had hoped. "Ræsa!" she exclaimed, bounding toward the pair, eyes alight with joy. "I'm so happy to see you!"
