Walk the lands we seek to call home

After lending her paw to identify the many varieties of medicinal herbs and fruiting berry bushes around the grove, Syanna had begun to feel a little more like her old self. Putting her knowledge and skills to work for her pack gave her direction and purpose, kept her mind occupied, and filled her with a sense of accomplishment that she'd been lacking over the past half season since her incident. Nobody was forcing her to do these things; she just did them because they made her feel good. So Syanna would help put her other talents and skills to use to help expand the Hallows into the Wildberry Grove. The vixen-furred fae was a seasoned navigator, able to traverse all sorts of terrains and make accurate and detailed maps in her brain for later use. It came from her lifetime of rambling after she'd been exiled from her birth pack, and was fostered by her love of adventure and the outdoors. Now she would use it to help her new family. Ezra would be so proud of her.

Meandering through the dense grove of trees and shrubbery, Syanna drank in her surroundings with eager emerald eyes. Everything was so vibrant and lush in the Austral summer, and the sweet fragrance of ripe fruit and blossoming flowers hung like a delicate perfume in the air. For the most part, the terrain was pretty flat, with the only real variance or obstacles coming from the plant life itself. At first, Syanna had thought maybe she was out here alone—until the familiar call of her alpha rang out from the other side of the grove. Turning and making a beeline for the wolf, Syanna emerged just in time to watch the ever growing Zephyrus come divebombing from the sky to crash into a dense berry bush, hanging at an awkward angle while Artorias just laughed and Fern approached soon after. The woman smirked and giggled as she approached the trio, joining in their group. "Well, I thought it was a very impressive display of how your gliding is going, Zephyr," she remarked. "And look! You even found a raspberry bush in the process!" As if proving her point, Syanna popped one of the deep purple berries from a snapped branch and swallowed the ripe fruit. "So, what're we all doing?"

"Syanna Alluráin"