The trip up to Boreas this time was far more enjoyable for Haydée because of one, rather big reason. Green eyes drift over to that happy cause and Bay’s ever-present smile somehow keeps away every fear that she had once held. After he had heard of the attack in the northern lands, the golden boy had refused to let her make another trip alone. So, together, they had trekked back up into the lands of Boreas so she could introduce herself to a couple packs that she had neglected on her first go around.
It is nearing noon on a rather overcast day when the pair approach the scent markers for the pack residing in the archipelago and she pulls them to a stop. Taking a deep breath, Haydée turns to Bay and says, “Okay, here we are. Let me do the talking and you just be… well, you!” A happy smile pulls at her lips as she giggles, tail sweeping the air behind her. Once he is ready, the young leader tilts her head back and sings a call for the alpha of these lands, inviting them to come, talk, and share news.
"Haydée Kedieo"
"Love all, trust a few, do wrong to none.”
Haydée has a male northern cardinal named Chanson and a female fossa named Manon. They are always close by.
Bard
