02-14-2022, 11:53 PM
(This post was last modified: 02-14-2022, 11:54 PM by Sindri. Edited 1 time in total.)
Set directly after my post here. She is howling for help/giving msg. Anyone in the area is free to hear her as this is a read only!
The little huntress was swift, this was sure, but not swift enough to have saved the woman of Frostchant in the midst of her being attacked. Trapped. Sindri didn't know if she would break free from those walrus or be taken by the ankle and dragged to drown in the frigid waters of the tundra.
Either way, the blood would not be on Sindri's paws. As she rushes the rolling hills of the Alpine Moors, she is situated within a vast greenery which stretched between the two mountain chains, Northfall and Cloudrest. A beautiful land which made for a gateway between the south and hardy tundra.
She sings out to her few of Northfall, to the few of Frostchant as well- A pretty pale princess of Frostchant has been trapped in walrus territory. The coastline north of Northfall's mountains. Send aid!
the staff team luvs u
