musn't hurry

With nothing left for her in Auster, Valdís journeyed north to the lands that Ásvor's kin used to live near. Her hope was to find her friend Ásvor. She'd been speaking with loners, following scents and using the best of her tracking abilities to find the other but so far she wasn't having the best of luck. She'd been at it for weeks with few signs. She had been doing a lot of thinking as she'd been wandering and the life of a loner just wasn't for her. She wanted to be part of a pack, part of a band, even if it came with the pain of the pack eventually falling to ruin. She was hoping Ásvor might join her in the search though she did not know if the woman had rejoined her family.

She climbed upon a few low branches and stretched herself out to nap when she realized there was a familiar scent in the air. It couldn't be… She swiftly got to her feet and followed the scent to spy her friend nearby. Valdís smiled happily. "Ásvor it is good to see you! How are you?"

"Speech"