The path we've chosen

With so many new developments, Isa needed a little bit of time away from the Armada. It would be nice to just decompress a bit after the heavy, emotional changes in her life as of late. Sirius had asked her to be his mate; to move in with him; to take his name. She had agreed, of course. It was a weighty decision but she was glad that she made it. Still, she just needed a moment to breathe.

The blue woman was settled upon her stomach atop a big, unrolled blanket of leather. Between her paws was a satchel full of various stones and other little bits and bobs. She'd been collecting them for a while and had already carried out the painstaking process of drilling little holes through the items. Another bag held thin, braided twine, leather and horse hair. All she needed to do now was string them all together. Isa figured that she could use the necklaces to trade for rare ingredients as traders returned to the Armada.

The crackle of crunching snow met the blue fae's dark ears and her head popped up. "Hello?" she called out. Sirius' leopard had accompanied her and wasn't far off, so she didn't feel as though she was in danger, but one never knew.

"Isa"