ardent

The future held in suspense



Iolaire

Somnium

Master Healer (250)

Master Intellectual (250)

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age
10 Years
gender
Female
gems
100
size
Small
build
Light
posts
787
player
Res2

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07-05-2020, 12:33 AM (This post was last modified: 07-05-2020, 04:52 AM by Iolaire.)



Roan settled down beside her with a kiss. A kiss that she returned. Io leaned against him until Sirius brought up the reason for the meeting. When he asked their opinions, she was all business.

"Winterfell." Iolaire surprised even herself when she was the first to speak. Dark ears flicked forward and she stood,  calling attention to herself. "I've been spending quite a bit of time with one of the wolves of Abaven. They were raided by Winterfell. It was poorly done." She didn't know the entire story,  but she knew that the packs had been friendly.  "Turnabout is fair play."

Bringing her green-gold gaze to Sirius, she nodded. "That is my choice." The wolves of Abaven were fantastic. She lined each once that she'd met so far. They had allowed her into their lands freely and she still spent time with Rhythm. Io didn't like that their supplies had been taken before winter. And by a friendly pack,  to boot.

Eyes fell upon each member of the pack as the small woman continued.  "There are several packs that I'm aware of. There's Fireside. One of their number drunkenly...relieved himself directly on our border." She didn't say anything worse simply because she didn't want to be the one to teach the kids their first sentence enhancers.

"There's Lirim. They are unknown to me other than their name. The pack called Aerie call themselves mercenaries." One silver brow arched.  "Teeth for hire cannot be trusted in my eyes." There was no telling when another pack might pay a higher price and those teeth might turn on you.

"Valhalla is another pack that I've heard of. We recently had one of their number here for healing. He seemed decent, but I know nothing else of the pack or its workings. Winterfell, as I've said, is my choice." Green flames flashed in the small womans eyes. "One does not leave a friend without supplies before a long winter." One way or another,  they would pay. This raid or the next.

Again she turned her attention to the pack, ever the master of diplomacy. "As you make your choices,  please share whatever information you have and explain your choice. Not everyone here knows of the packs and it could help them decide." With a smile and a wink to Sirius and Zee, Io found her seat once more and opened the floor again for wherever would speak next.

Io has a dwarf caribou companion and a snow leopard companion. Assume they aren't with her unless stated otherwise.