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07-31-2018, 07:05 AM
Ásvor had no difficulty in settling in to Niente's lands, even in the midst of the harsh winter they'd faced. The arrival of spring, of course, was welcome by all - thawing the north just enough to make the weather bearable. This end of the continent was never quite as fertile as the rest - it was hard to find any herbs here at all during any season but summer, at least this far north - but Ásvor would temporarily neglect herb collecting to better settle in here. Once the earth began to thaw she had since spent the majority of her time digging a den for herself and Valdis, assuming she would choose to join her, which was an exhausting feet with the ground long since frozen over. Once that task was complete she'd likely head further south, at least for a few days, to stock up on herbs before returning and finding a safe place to store them here. Her current task was disrupted by Enrico's call, the sound crisp and cutting through the serenity of early morning. Ásvor made little attempt to delay as she paused what she'd been doing and headed toward the central point of the territory, the S.S. Antiox. Only a few had arrived, though her gaze lingered on Enrico and his feline companion that stood perched on the frozen ship near him. A faint hint of a smile pulled at her lips as she drew closer, coming to recline to her haunches near the others, interested in what this meeting held for them all. |
