Aditi
i'm contagious, it'd be safest if you ran
Her trek back from Nerine is uneventful and far too time consuming, but the trip had been a necessity and now she has new information for the white wraith. Her speckled frame is slick with sweat as she weaves between the golden boughs of Sylva, her dark brown eyes darting this way and that until finally she sets her sights on the red-eyed King. He is not alone, though she is not surprised (there had been only once that she had spoken to him alone, following the birth of her children). Thana can often be found at his side, and Aditi wonders how long it will be before the Nightmother is granted a throne beside Gryffen's.
She comes to heel a few yards before the pair and dips her head low to the wraith in greeting. "I have delivered your invitation to Nerine," she offers to them with the smallest glimmer of a smirk at her lips, "I was greeted by a young colt. It seemed that there was no one else around," she makes a quiet tsk noise with her tongue as her eyes slide from the wraith and to his wolf-shifting companion to give the impression that she was not waiting, almost greedily, for Gryffen's reaction.
"He could, perhaps, be a good recruit when he is older. He seemed quite pleased that I had gifted him with the important task of relaying my message to Nayl. Perhaps we will see them here."
@[Gryffen] @[Thana]