Setting Sail

After assisting Riot’s hunting party, Azoula figured it was time to lead her scouts into the forest Sephiran wanted to overtake. She’d gotten a decent look at the borders during the hunt, but what lay within the territory was still a mystery to her. She needed to determine the value of the forest’s resources, and whether it was a suitable addition to their kingdom. So far, she’d determined a use for the timber, and the soil could be used for gardening herbs in the warmer seasons. But she needed to know if there were water sources, den sites with well-developed infrastructures to protect them during storms, the extent of the biodiversity… etcetera.

She’d asked Delaeni to accompany her, among others. Before leaving The Polar Sound, she’d released a roar into the territory, summoning the navigators to meet her at the edge of the Sparse Pines. And while she waited for them to arrive, she reveled in her alone time with Laney, pressing herself into the dogs body, savoring the warmth that rolled off of her in waves. She was still recovering from her interaction with the Sultan, but she was a well-trained Sidi; she had resolve and was durable. Soon enough the experience would be a distant memory.

Once her comrades arrived, she’d address them as a whole. “Sephiran plans to take this forest.” She says, shifting her gaze between each member of the group. Most of them already knew this, but for the others, she’d make it known. “Our mission today is to scout the territory for resources  to determine its viability.” So far, it looked simple enough; a sparse pine forest that was even larger than The Polar Sound. But Azoula was certain there were hidden treasures within. “One of you trace the perimeter and guesstimate its size.” She needed to know how difficult it would be to maintain patrols. “The rest will join me in exploring the forest.” With a flick of her snout, she’s motioning for them to follow her past the border and inside the Sparse Pines.

Round 1/3  

"Azoula Davati"