Ashe
With Deepfrost comes hunger, something this wolf knew very well. She hunted on her own often enough, for herself and for her family, but the posting had tugged at something in the once-assassin's chest. A chance to help in a way that wouldn't draw attention, in a way she knew she could do well.
She traversed the woods she knew so well in her tattered blue cloak with only her typical weapons - knives and knives and knives, her sword left home. Her steps were ever silent, her senses sharpened, following the scent train left behind by the Launcelyn that posted the noticed. She had her misgivings there, but if she had learned anything in her talks with Jigano.. it was to keep an open mind.
There was one man already there with Loren, someone she didn't recognize. Internally she bristled, all those prickles of paranoia spidering up her back, but she made herself take a breath, made herself slant a crooked grin up at each of them. "Ashe," she introduced, and then nodded to Loren. "I'm always good for a hunt." She would shift when it was time, but for now, she knew that Loren was no attuned, and she had no idea about Sunjata. She figured she'd at least communicate for a few minutes.
She traversed the woods she knew so well in her tattered blue cloak with only her typical weapons - knives and knives and knives, her sword left home. Her steps were ever silent, her senses sharpened, following the scent train left behind by the Launcelyn that posted the noticed. She had her misgivings there, but if she had learned anything in her talks with Jigano.. it was to keep an open mind.
There was one man already there with Loren, someone she didn't recognize. Internally she bristled, all those prickles of paranoia spidering up her back, but she made herself take a breath, made herself slant a crooked grin up at each of them. "Ashe," she introduced, and then nodded to Loren. "I'm always good for a hunt." She would shift when it was time, but for now, she knew that Loren was no attuned, and she had no idea about Sunjata. She figured she'd at least communicate for a few minutes.
which one of us will wear the bigger bruises
when the war is done?
