So close yet so far

((Set early evening sorry for the confusion guys, picked a time that wouldn't be forcing anyone else to be playing too far outside of their character's usual schedule hopefully))

The first call roused Recluse from her sleep, blinking against the soft light that still filtered into her den, the woman groaned and covered her face with the a forepaw, feeling Lilith stirring on top of her. Though the red of the sky she could see indicated that the sun had already begun it's descent it was likely still visible in the sky and therefore earlier than Recluse would normally be waking up herself. As far as she was concerned if they needed her that much they could wait until it was at least dusk. But it was her cousin's call that finally forced her to stop ignoring her duties. Grumbling to herself, Recluse would rise from her pile of furs and shook herself out, squinting against the light that blinded her from the entrance of her den. Lilith would slide into her usual place, slung around Recluse' neck and shoulders like a thick black boa, though she was slick and scaly rather than covered in feathers. The viper's head would hover near Recluse's left ear, tongue flicking and soft instructions helping to guide the very much still light-blinded woman on her trip. Luckily the call had come from the other side the mountain and wouldn't require her to navigate the much more difficult terrain of the nook while still practically blind. The sound of wings above her head told the pale woman that Galho was flying towards her, his creaky voice calling out to her, clearly having already taken a gander at the scene: "Your cousin and a young girl, around his age mistress." Recluse merely nodded, her focus on keeping her footing on the uneven surface of the mountain, allowing her sense of smell to guide her while Lilith whispered warnings of dips or cracks in the rock face as she moved. The scent of her cousin and the stranger grew stronger, and Recluse was surprised to note the girl bore the smell of their neighbors... Curious, the packs shared a border and it seemed that the young woman had come to visit. The trip down the slope was a slow one but when her paws finally touched grass Recluse was a little more confident in her stride. Her mind briefly flashed to the boy she'd left with his father here but that was a full season ago. "Áskell," the pale woman spoke, her tone curious but even, in control, despite her temporary disability she was Habari's proud leader and he wouldn't let anyone there think otherwise, "what do we have here?" When she had spoken her cousin's name she had turned her nose towards the boy, but now it swung towards the scent of the young woman, her gaze not quite landing on her but clearly meant to be looking in the young woman's direction. "Speech" Think

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