Armada Expansion: Fighting

Gossamer pinned her ears to her head as she maneuvered out of the gorge and headed back to Armada's pack lands. Herb hunting was not an easy thing to do in winter, particularly a winter so harsh. She'd had some good luck in the gorge however. It would be far better in spring but the shelter offered by the gorge had given the plant life more of a fighting chance. Shame about the wind though.

She'd just arrived back in the Armada when she heard her father's call from the west. Far west. Curious she scrambled back to her den and deposited her herbs before bounding out of the cavern and down toward the black sand beach. Panting, she skidded to a stop next to Aris. "Hey dad, what's going on?"