One Person's Garbage, Is Another Packs Gain

Manea had put the task that she gave to Ricin to the back of her mind once the eager blue-hued boy set out on his quest. She had no doubt or worry that he would find something suitable and if he just so happened to find what she had in mind then she would be throughly impressed. A couple of days passed and one evening she heard a call from him which made a grin pull across her muzzle. She sent Temno on ahead of her since she needed to finish up something in the pack quickly before she could head out to meet him, the raven going to let Ricin know she was on her way. After she put the finishing touches on the animal she was skinning with Saracyn and they had hug up the skin to dry, she hurried out across the land bridge toward the mainland to see what her promising navigator had to show her.

She followed his scent to the Stone Steppe which already had her hopeful since this was the area she had hoped he would focus on. Not only was it one of the potential options if they were to able to expand their pack at any point, but she happened to know that there was a little treasure hidden away here for him to find. Sure enough, she found the talented explorer in front of the hidden cellar and she gave him a curious look and a grin as she approached him. She didn't want to give away the fact that she already knew what he was going to reveal just yet. She wanted to see his take on it and what he thought would be useful first before she swayed his opinion at all. "Hello, Ricin. Have something to show me?"

Manea | Temno | Ciemny