mess is mine
03-13-2017, 09:01 PM
Naudir blinked for a moment as Ásvor mentioned her friends before she realized she was talking about the ravens. She giggled. "You don't recognize them? It's Balthazaar and Branwen! They were Inga's companions but she passed them onto me. They are my eyes in the sky." Balthazaar hopped over to Ásvor with a chuckle. "I don't blame you for not recognizing us, we're getting quite old. I keep thinking we shall pass soon into the next world but it would seem the gods wish us to look after you whelps awhile longer." Naudir scoffed. "Oh come now, we're almost grown!" Actually in many ways they were grown now. Branwen settled herself inbetween Naudir's shoulder blades. "It is nice to have the group back together." Naudir nodded and with the plans to journey north settled she felt like she was finally getting her feet back under her. She grinned mischievously at her sister as she mentioned abducting a healer. "You know that's not a bad idea, though we'd have to be very careful or they could try to poison us or teach us herbs that would harm our pack. Perhaps we can run the idea by mother… if we find her…" "Talk" |