Undertow

The Hallows were so new and yet they were already thriving. Dens had been built. Walls had been constructed. New wolves were pouring in. So many needed homes and, if able, she would give them that home. That was the point of all of this. This whole excursion. Resin wanted to provide for those in need. She wanted to teach them skills that would allow them to either become part of a cohesive community, or to go out in the world and be able to fend for themselves. If she positively influenced the lives that passed by, then her mission was complete.

A howl that seemed to be filled with exhaustion stretched through the territory and met the woman's ears. Abandoning her task of screen building, she picked her way between the pools and out into the stretch of forest beyond. There was a little speed to her step, but the howl hadn't seemed terribly urgent, so she saved some of her stamina in case she needed it.

In time, Resin arrived at the border. The giant woman walked along it until she reached a resting wolf. At first she thought that a child had howled. The wolf was so terribly small. Upon seeing his face, however, she realized that it was indeed an adult wolf. In comparison to her gigantic proportions, he was... Well he was very, very small.

It seemed that Percy had come to the call and was releasing her own call in return. It wasn't the girl's place to do so, but Resin wouldn't chastise her for it. She was glad that the earthen wolf was taking the initiative and had decided to not hide away on her own today. "Percy," she said in greeting as she stood beside the much smaller woman.

Drawing near, the scarred woman's singular gaze ran over the man's form, checking for signs of blood or injury. He did look a little worse for wear. "I am Resin, Aegis of The Hallows. Do you require assistance?" Best to just ask. One couldn't always tell what was wrong with another when they were just laying there.