[Iskra, alpha welcome here too]Give me a boost over heaven's gate

After her meeting with Regulus she'd been wandering a great deal. Iskra wasn't quite ready to head back to Auster, not yet. There was still much to do up here. After heading to Silver Isle and collecting some special herbs to add to the small bundle she carried with her in her jaws, Iskra was making her way across the northern continent. If someone were to ask her if she had some kind of plan in mind, perhaps prompted to wonder after observing her purposeful stride, Iskra would simply laugh through the mouthful of plants. Going into life without thinking even a half step ahead was a way funner challenge than preplotting out every moment of her life. The "spirit of fun" was still all about her lifelong pursuit of a good time anyways.

It was as she reflected on the discomfort she felt in her poor paws which had been carrying her over hot sand for quite some time that Iskra spotted salvation ahead. Or, she thought that's what it could be, until she approached and was met with the scent of a pack as well as a slightly younger female freshening the borders not far from Iskra. Well then, just a minor bump in the road.

Sauntering a bit closer before she'd set her bundle down and clear her voice the woman called out in friendly, gentle lyrics, "Excuse me? This wouldn't happen to be Lirim, would it?"