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*Resin* · 12-19-2020, 12:15 PM

Work never ended, but today the giant woman was going to take a break. Especially after her run in with the hyenas that had left one of her number dead and torn to shreds. It had left her wounded as well. The battle had irritated her previously injured shoulder and soaking in the hot springs was just what she needed. It was a rather chill day, a herald of the oncoming winter that was just around the corner. Resin had pushed the children off on Tamsyn for the time being and had gone to soak in solitude. There were others scattered around the springs, but the willow branch fences that they'd erected in between the various pools gave a great deal of privacy.

Settled in one of the larger, deeper pools, the giantess settled back against the stone edge. There was a perfect little dip that cradled her skull so that she wouldn't float away from her place. A sigh of relaxation ghosted past blackened lips. The warm, sulfurous water was doing its job wondrously. Already she could feel the clenched muscles in her injured shoulder loosening. She would have been content to stay there for some time if it hadn't been for the howl that summoned her. Resin rested there for a moment longer, willing one of her wolves to answer the call, but in the end she pulled herself from the water, trails of steaming vapor rising off of her ashen pelt. She didn't bother shaking the clinging water away. The woman simply moved in the direction of the call. She didn't plan on being absent from the water for long.

Wide, black-toed paws carried the maned woman through the woods surrounding the springs. In time she came to a wolf that looked oddly familiar, yet very different. He was large; of dire size. There were horns atop his skull but she didn't spare them a second glance. In this place, they weren't entirely uncommon. His coloring was what had caught her interest. Orange, peach and red spatterings of color across a dark backdrop. Orange, peach and red like Hanako.

The one-eyed dame came to a stop before the young man and she gave her skull the barest of nods. "I am Resin, Aegis of The Hallows. What do you require?" Her tones were gravelly and low, the product of damaged vocal cords. Tamsyn said it lent to her charm, but you couldn't entirely trust the word of someone that loved you unconditionally. Obsidian ears flicked forward as the ash and onyx woman waited for the visitor to state his purpose.

"Speech"

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