It was good to be home. Home. She takes in a deep breath as she stood among its heights, admiring this place in the same manner Raisa did now.

Journey had not been in Northfall in quite some time. Had even missed the birthing of her nephew and nieces, whom still she felt she needed to form true connections with now that they were no longer little bundles of fur forced to listen to her lullabies and stories of lives past. Her duties often left her far beyond the pack's claim, as its Ambassador. Her time away even as the world ripped itself apart, separating her further and further from the place she called home. Separating her from those she should know as pack, as family.

When the world had lighted itself again, Journey was blessed to be reunited with her kin and found herself reluctant to leave. After all, she had not been quite successful in spreading the name of Northfall, nor growing its flock. Her thread log was just one failed attempt at connection to others, and another, and another…

Perhaps being home would do her some good. So instead of wandering the north, she wandered Northfall. The Watcher having made her way towards the ravine, a place that the blood forest people had cut out for themselves. Along her back was a brown caribou pelt. One taken from those left behind from the hunters as they moved south. To them, probably not fit for trade, but fit well enough for the den of new squirming pups who would end up in the long run making a mess of it.

The north looks good on you. The pale woman smiles deeply as she draws nearer to the other's direction. Raisa's stocky build, likely half built by a layer of immense fluff, topped with that curly tail… well, in all honestly her lineage made her look like a stripped husky in Journey's eyes, which meant she looked exactly where she was meant to be. I am afraid we have not properly met. I am Journey of the Stormborn, one of Wardruna's younger siblings. The last remaining of a small litter, one which was more like a scar on the great late king's reputation. Alas, all those a part of such a union and all those who equally opposed it seemed gone with the wind now.