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For the amount of scents that filled the lands, Ayegali had been surprised by how few others that she had actually seen. There had been traces of them everywhere for the few days that she had been in the new lands, each new day bringing about a new scent or a new trail, yet she had seen very few of them. Her stay, thus far, had been a quiet one. She had located at least two packs in her travels, though she had done little but investigate them from afar. Tsigili, the great owl, had brought word that there were many more than that though, six in total that he counted on his first flight. He brought no news of conflict though, which was the only reason that the AniWaya Chieftainess humored the thought of sticking around. She had yet to see anything that would make her change her mind, though she wouldn't be quick to accept the new lands.
The raven woman had been up for quite some time, she had risen early to gather the items that made up her temporary camp, packing them up neatly and placing them back on Vtsi. She was currently leading him, hand carefully around his beaded ropes, through the lands that she had settled down in on the previous day. Her plans for the day were to travel further north, to investigate that portion of the lands before moving deeper in, though she had no idea there would be a sudden distraction from them.
It seemed that the wind, what little of it there was, was working against her. She spotted him off in the distance even before she managed to pick up his scent, leading along a horse of his own. It had been some time since she had seen her brother and, though it worried her that he was away from the rest of the tribe, he certainly was a sight for sore eyes. "Itsihnalv!" She called out to him even before she knew it herself, raising a hand into the air to wave at him from the short distance between him. Her pace picked up considerably, urging Vtsi on behind her.
For the amount of scents that filled the lands, Ayegali had been surprised by how few others that she had actually seen. There had been traces of them everywhere for the few days that she had been in the new lands, each new day bringing about a new scent or a new trail, yet she had seen very few of them. Her stay, thus far, had been a quiet one. She had located at least two packs in her travels, though she had done little but investigate them from afar. Tsigili, the great owl, had brought word that there were many more than that though, six in total that he counted on his first flight. He brought no news of conflict though, which was the only reason that the AniWaya Chieftainess humored the thought of sticking around. She had yet to see anything that would make her change her mind, though she wouldn't be quick to accept the new lands.
The raven woman had been up for quite some time, she had risen early to gather the items that made up her temporary camp, packing them up neatly and placing them back on Vtsi. She was currently leading him, hand carefully around his beaded ropes, through the lands that she had settled down in on the previous day. Her plans for the day were to travel further north, to investigate that portion of the lands before moving deeper in, though she had no idea there would be a sudden distraction from them.
It seemed that the wind, what little of it there was, was working against her. She spotted him off in the distance even before she managed to pick up his scent, leading along a horse of his own. It had been some time since she had seen her brother and, though it worried her that he was away from the rest of the tribe, he certainly was a sight for sore eyes. "Itsihnalv!" She called out to him even before she knew it herself, raising a hand into the air to wave at him from the short distance between him. Her pace picked up considerably, urging Vtsi on behind her.