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The guildmistress has her there, and Wessex nods in agreement at her assessment of her kind’s suitability to the harsh conditions of the land. “We are, indeed. From what I understand of Halo, the cold may be deadly even for Attuned in their fur and feathers. At least in Deepfrost and Leafchange.” Taking a moment to mull over what Kiada’s said, she smiles absently down at Auni and continues her ministrations of the companions head and ears. “If I may be bold, I think your mother could use a bit of a break from dangerous excursions,” she says with a wry tone, refraining from commenting how she called her mother a Queen. The Wraith didn’t think they’d named anyone Queen again, since that was what the group seemed to vote directly against. A leader, yes. Someone to perhaps head a council - and that was the charge she gave Rex, to figure out how to elect a council and be temporarily in charge. But another Queen? Maybe the wound is open just a tad, despite her protestations that she doesn’t care. “I suppose I’ll stay, then,” Wessex says suddenly. “I have some Monster Repellant that Ronin gave me, it would be nice to put it to good use.” Since it doesn’t seem to work against the LongNight monsters. And while she’s here… “Anything I can do to help now? Seem to have a lot more time on my hands.” WESSEX She whispered back, I am the storm