Queens of the Ancient [AW Event]

Things had taken a drastic turn over the course of Winter, and it seemed it would continue on into Spring. What a way to start off her second birthday, wasn't it? Darkness had cast itself over the lands like a heavy blanket, though the moon still shone large and heavy among the streaking stars. Luckily, she had managed to avoid becoming sick...unlike some of Valhalla's members...and she was struggling to try and find a solution on how to help them. She carried a pawful of mushrooms in a makeshift satchel she had slung over her shoulder, the young Adravendi making her way to her den so she could try and figure out a way to test these without poisoning herself, or someone else. She considered catching a prey animal to test on, but she wasn't sure if she'd catch something from the oozing, glowing creatures. Some had even begun to grow crystals and mushrooms themselves, and it was obvious by now that wolves weren't the only victims.

Hurrying towards her work place, her gaze was on the ground and she almost missed the figure that seemed to be waiting for her. It wasn't until she heard the snap and crackle of moving underbrush that she looked up, and she startled in surprise. So much so that the mushrooms she'd been carrying spilled all over the ground in a dull thud, but she couldn't bring herself to even try and pick them up now. Eyes stared widely at the figure, heart hammering as her fur bristled. She nearly started to raise the alarm for an intruder, but...the wolf didn't appear threatening at all. Not only that, but as she stared at the she-wolf, Amorielle felt like she knew her but also...didn't. She was a pale beauty...the markings of scars criss-crossing her legs and other parts of her body, and the sapphire eyes that locked with her. She tried to recall if she knew her...but her shock seemed to be winning. "Wh-who are you?" She asked, tone meek.

Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Labhair an Sean-Teanga." ---- "Hear" ---- Think