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For as much as wanderlust captured her soul, the Sidhe decided to remain in the confines of Dahlia's territory for the past couple of days. Her interests swept her to the ruined town of Wolfville by the coastal region of Dahlia in the North. Collecting as much needed tools of objects, scraps, and herbs as she could, Alae figured it was time for her to finally stake claim in a ruined establishment for herself and Kael. There was a particular house that housed a green house in the back, though the glass to keep the humidity in had long since been shattered. There was also a neighborhood church, suffering from overgrowth of vines and roses, that seemed to be appealing to her with whatever stained glass windows remained still intact. There were choices to choose from, and Alae wasn't sure whether the ancient old sanctuary of the church was more appealing, or the greenhouse with ruined pottery would benefit her more for her medicinal purposes.
Alae and Kael were skirting along the border regions of Dahlia, in the midst of tracking after a cottontail that bounded through the Dahlian borders to its fate. Amid trailing after the cottontail it was suddenly long gone, for Alae's interest and ears shifted to the howl that was heard from the borders. It was not in her duty to be the one to approach the borders or be patrolling, but the Sidhe was close enough to reach the howl in a short amount of time. Figuring it was her right as a Dahlian to investigate any that approached, her trail diverted from the cottontail, Kael taking flight from the trees to also soar to the source of the howl.
The snowy owl soared right over the visitor at the border, retreating to a branch that wasn't too far away from where Alae would meet the outsider. Approaching him in a stride, the male was a mixture of many rich browns. Also, it seemed to be a reoccurring theme in these lands that he looked rather young and spry of himself. Setting comfortable distance between him, the Lehrer didn't wear a smile, but kept her composure neutral enough. "Hello. You called? What can I help you with?" Alae asked in just a neutral tone, tilting her head softly to the side some.
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