She hadn't been as active as she wished for the past few weeks, and the Tagavor was anxious to step it up. Perhaps after this meeting, she could hold a Kruni and Vor training, so her apprentices could know that she was not dead. A howl would ring across the Abaven lands as the tempest would slither from her den, stretching first before approaching the source of the call, nuzzling her brother gently. "I am sorry I have not been active lately... I promise I'll begin to work more when this meeting is over..." A gentle nip of his ear was sent his way and the mocha cloaked tempest would smile, gently backing away and sitting next to her newest apprentice, Nona. "Hello Nona." A gentle smile would come upon inky lips as she curled her pearly banner about pristine white paws, mocha cap turning high in the direction of the leader of Abaven, awaiting what he had to say.
