All aboard the Warlord tour

Aerndis followed Sirius to the Tall Grass Plains, taking in the wide variety of grasses that were growing here, pushing their way up through ash and darkened soil. It gave her hope that the lands would indeed recover from the volcano. Hopefully, the grassed had had enough time to root deeply before winter though the south usually had milder winters. "Thank you, I'm excited to see your territories. It looks like the plains are recovering well. That's good to see!"

Sirius lifted is head and howled. Aerndis felt the stirring of butterflies in her stomach as she wondered what his daughter would think of her. She'd never really worried about the thoughts of others before but she found herself not wanting to disappoint this girl. Her ears flicked forward as she spied a small shape bounding toward them, covered in what might be paint. Aerndis couldn't tell for sure and of course she knew many wolves with interesting color and markings. She smiled kindly at the girl but waited for Sirius to make introductions.