Teach me your secrets

After spending many hours examining and attempting to recreate the work that Scylla had done for the gifts she had offered her and Saracyn during the festival feast, Avacyn finally gave up her efforts to figure it out on her own and went to go find the slate and cream young woman. At the very least she was lucky that Scylla had decided to stay here for a while so she didn't have to try and go visit Syclla's pack in Auster to get answers. She felt like she had pretty much mastered or at least become extremely comfortable with all manner of crafts and projects dealing with stones and metals, but working with leathers and skins was turning out to be a far more difficult task than she was expecting.

Avacyn made her way down from the large series of caves that she shared her family to find the one that she was fairly certain Scylla had taken up residence in since she remained here after the festival. She found the other girl's scent pretty easily and peeked inside the cave that was heavy with it, but didn't find her there. She hummed softly and looked around a bit, trying to see if perhaps she was somewhere near by, but she lost track of the scent somewhere down the mountain path since it had snowed that morning and the scent didn't hold as well on the snow. Well, she supposed she wasn't in too much of a rush so she went back to Scylla's den and laid down just inside the entrance to wait for her, assuming she would probably come back sooner or later.

"Avacyn Mendacium"