she wouldn't have to wait long, the brush of dark fur against bark and snow announcing the arrival of baalal, on their own solo patrol, out and about to soothe their own myriad of lost thoughts. pad of paws brought the sage forward, mind anywhere but on their travel, lost in other affairs and concerns, hunting for a sense that they had long been without, feeling as if a part of them had been lost to the wilds. gazing around helplessly with a lost expression, the sage's jade gaze was affixed on the sky so high above, enjoying the bursts of icy winds, the burbling of the frozen river echoing in a strange and odd bellow. attracted by the noise, would they see the female who could so easily blend into the surrounds. "ah. hello.", they would murmur to the tigress, "this is the border of the frostblown - is there anything that i can help you with?", the tall beast would speak in a deep rumble, a neutral expression decorating their face.

"to form an alliance with the frostblown, hmn?", they would murmur softly as they thought over the matter at hand, "i am baalal, the sage of the frostblown. why don't we bring this conversation back to our camp? it will be far more comfortable than out here.", they would rumble, tongue swiping over their jaws as they studied her, she should be able to keep up with them, and she was of a formidable size. turning to nod their head in the direction of their camp, "i'll lead the way there.", they would murmur softly.

sorry low muse //