Light Of A Clear Blue Morning

Having laid the clay, Resin turned her attention to Luta as the woman spoke of having loved to play in the dirt. The grey woman chuckled. "I didn't have much time for play. It was always lesson after lesson for me." That was why she was the beast that she was today. War had been hammered into her from her first breath. Play was there, but it was always geared towards war.

Resin called for Meadow as the pair worked, releasing a howl for her sister. As time progressed, the small wolf didn't show. That was very unlike Meadow and a bit of concern seeped into the woman's mind. The giantess began to collect wood for the fire to harden the clay in the den. When they were finished, her sister still hadn't answered her summons. Casting her golden gaze to Luta, Resin's brow furrowed. "I have to find Meadow. Light the fire within and it'll harden the clay. I can come check on you later." The Aegis cast an apologetic glance at the healer before moving off to find Meadow. If she disappeared again...