Knocking on the door

Ara was never going to let Poe live down taking an adventure without her. Following in his footsteps, she arrived at Boreas near the North-East territories. Already she could feel the chill of winter settling into her bones. Shaking out her coat, she stood on the shores of a rocky territory, and looked out across the expanse before her. She let a grin slide across her muzzle.Who knew what trouble she could get herself into here?

Fearless and brash from a lifetime of being sheltered by her older brother, she trotted through the rocky grass and raised her head, letting her song lash out across the territory. Perhaps her brother would hear it. Perhaps any other members of their family would, either way, she was excited at the prospect of familiar faces.
"Speech"