Aurielle Adravendi

It was time, past time, for this trip. Aurielle sat on the northeastern end of the wall, gazing out over the miasma of the moorland within, a gentle smile upon her features. With her sat Ayodele and Loshir, and a light saddlebag. Finally, gently, she howled a summons to Domari, Caelia, and Cairo. There was a very special task to undertake ahead. She’d been sure to inform them all the prior day that they were off sentry duty for the night last night, so that they would all be rested now, here at the crack of dawn, before the sun even woke. Her slender muzzle lowered, the call fading into the dark-grey morning as she waited. With her light, she was an easy to find beacon, drawing them to herself. As she waited, she contemplated with a smile the feats these particular wolves had accomplished. Cairo and Caelia had brought down a trespassing lion together. And now, just the other day, Cairo and Domari had defeated and killed not one, but two aggressive lions in the Rocks. Domari had long since surpassed his rank in experience and skill in both Fighting and Hunting. It was time to honor all three wolves' hard work. Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Labhair an Sean-Teanga." ---- "Hear" ---- Think

He’d been curious as to why Aurielle had told him and Caelia to take last night off. She hadn’t told them anything beyond that, but there was a sense of anticipation he just couldn’t shake. He was still sort of thrumming from his and Domari’s fight with the lions, but he did manage to sleep. He was already stretching awake by the time his Spirit’s call filtered down the den tunnel into his alcove. He stood up so quickly he clonked his head on the ceiling with a shower of dirt, scrambling into his armor as quickly as he could, struggling with the bracers before he pelted out of the den, not sure where Caelia was, but sure she’d catch up. Aurielle was easy to spot, even at a distance, and he veered her way as soon as he laid eyes on her. As he came to a stop below her, he looked around, curious about the early morning call. She was armored and had a traveling saddlebag, so they were going somewhere, but where? Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Hear" ---- Think

That Sea is just a Gambler at Heart

Dómari trotted along getting in his morning exercise and stretching his stiff muscles and joins which were still sore from the battle with the lions. He still bore injuries but they were healing steadily. He stopped for a moment when he heard Aurielle's call. He'd been wondering what she was planning when she'd told them to take the night off but he was willing to bet that question would be answered shortly. Lynvarr trotted along at his side while Áskell lay stretched out on his back after deciding that a walk involved way too much effort for his delicate paws. When he arrived Cairo was already present.

He quirked a brow at Aurielle who was fully amored and set to travel. Were they going some where? He wondered if it was intentional that she hadn't told them as he'd have to hurry to pack now if they were bringing anything with them.

They'd been told to arrive well-rested, skipping last night's sentry duty, just at dawn. As soon as the first bit of sunlight began to creep over the horizon, hardly more than a faint glow in the dark sky. Caelia hurried toward where they'd been told to gather, surprised to find when she arrived that Cairo and Domari were already there, as well as Aurielle, of course. Though she was definitely rested, Caelia was still shaking sleep from her body, and her smile betrayed some of her tiredness. Aurielle's saddlebags were proof they were up to something, but she wasn't quite sure what. "Morning," Caelia offered her quiet greetings before settling down beside the others. She was hardly awake enough yet from her short walk here to have any clue where they were going, and Aurielle with her saddlebags didn't give her much more information yet, other than that they were headed somewhere.

Aurielle Adravendi

Aurielle wasn’t kept waiting long when it came to Cairo. Amusement sparkled in her eyes as the young man skidded to a stop in front of her, visibly curious. He was wearing his armor, and she nodded with quiet approval. Domari was next, not so kitted out, but she smiled at the man. Caelia was a bit slower in coming, but finally she arrived, visibly still shaking off the sleepiness. Aurielle returned the young woman’s smile with one of her own. Finally, she said, “I’ve something planned for the three of you, and I hope you’re all ready for a long, long walk. If you want to grab any armor, you can do so and catch up with me.” These last words she directed to Domari and Caelia, though she wasn’t certain the young woman had any. Something to see about. Grinning at them she twisted elegantly on her haunches and headed first toward the plains, away from Aerie’s borders and any eyes that might be watching from their neighboring pack. Her pace was lazy at first, almost strolling until she reached a midpoint at the wall and veered northward, then, after a mile or so, arced the group to the east and set a brisk, tireless pace for the rest of the journey, with short breaks. -Fade to exit and over to Mistveil Peak! Just wanted to gather them here first and then continue over there.- Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Labhair an Sean-Teanga." ---- "Hear" ---- Think