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Iolaire!



Asgeira

Loner

age
6 Years
gender
Female
gems
328
size
Large
build
Light
posts
53
player
Fox
05-15-2020, 05:51 AM (This post was last modified: 05-15-2020, 05:52 AM by Asgeira.)


Aggie was hard-pressed to stem the excitement that had begun bubbling up in her gut the moment the pair struck out for Iolaire's packlands. Not that she was trying, really. Ylva was excited too, not that you'd be able to ring the admission out of her. It had been a good long while since either of them had set eyes on a proper garden that was consistently maintained. Aggie couldn't remember if she'd ever seen a garden in Boreas or Auster that grew toxic plants specifically. Whether the Spirits delivered Iolaire to her for some purpose or she'd bumbled upon her herself through sheer dumb luck, well... Aggie supposed time would tell, but either way she was grateful.

Coming upon the borderline Aggie paused, making absolutely certain that Iolaire crossed over first and that she would give off every appearance of following her. Being led. Guided, even. Not just traipsing through like she owned the place... Aggie swallowed down an exasperated sigh. She was probably overthinking this, wasn't she? In the past she'd made a point not to get too cozy with pack wolves. She enjoyed conversing and trading with them, but always in neutral lands. Back home the groups were nomadic, mostly loose collections of families who's members would often spend a season or two with a different group entirely, just to mix things up. To claim land as your own and vow lifelong allegiance to the strangers gathered there was an odd concept, but who was she to judge? She was here to talk about poisons after all.


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