Words between allies

Avacyn sighed as she put down her tools and leaned back a bit from the leather she had been adding patterns and details to. She ultimately hadn't yet decided what she would be using this leather on-maybe a piece of armor, perhaps as trim on an outfit of some kind-but she had been experimenting with stamping shapes into leather to see what sort of textures she could make from it and that was more than enough to keep her attention for now. Now that she felt confident that she was caught up with the going ons of the pack and had at least begun to regain her strength she had allowed herself to use her projects and crafts as a further distraction as she continued to avoid confronting anything of substance.

However, just as she was about to pick up another half finished project, a howl pulled her attention and she was drawn out of her workshop to answer it. She was surprised by how active their borders had been as of late, but she was certainly grateful for the additional contact and socialization. It took her a moment to cross over the island's land bridge and to trot through the open expanse of the Rock Garden, but soon enough she spotted the dark, flame-licked figure that was waiting for her. She did not recognize the woman, but as she grew closer she did recognize the very familiar scent of Ashen on her coat. "Hello," she said simply in greeting, offering the pretty, antlered woman a friendly smile. Even if she didn't know who she was immediately, she at least knew that she was from Ashen and that already made Avacyn look to her favorably. "I'm Avacyn Mendacium, Matriarch of Elysium. What brings you out to our corner of Boreas today?"

"Avacyn Mendacium"