There They Blow!

Things had slightly gone back to normal. Siduri was still less than herself, but she did what she had to do, putting up a front, wearing a mask, taking on different duties as necessary. Like today, for example. A call rang out requesting audience and, with her mother being far too...rotund... to answer, it was up to Sid.

With no great hurry, the pastel girl made her way towards the border. Everyone knew that pack life was busy and that one might not be able to drop everything at the merest call. She did, however, move at a quicker clip than her usual walk. She'd been organizing the infirmary, afterall.

Mismatched eyes fell upon a larger woman waiting at the border. Siduri came to a stop, head dipping in greeting. Pale ears shifted forward and the heavily scarred yearling spoke.  "I am Siduri, Scion of the Raiders. And you are?"

"Siduri"