It was hard to be nice and friendly to a wolf that might have information. Aithne was not overly friendly on even her good days, preferring a more quiet tactic built with small smiles and nonchalant conversation. On days like today when worry gnawed at her and frustration bubbled within her blood, well, she did not come off as exactly inviting either. The male seemed quite taken with the feathers he had stuffed into a hole in the tree or maybe he was observing the fungus around it. Aithne didn't rightly know and wasn't inclined to figure it out - both of them were topics that were not at all what she desired to hear at the moment. She wanted to know about every moment this male had spent with Raven; he had made her feel comfortable. Had helped heal her soul and heal her body simply by being the presence she needed. Aithne felt... somewhat bad that she had not been able to do such. Yet she also felt out of place in the scheme of things like hurt and injury.

Starfall stands and watches her with what she takes for a passive expression. At least he does not bristle beneath her tone for such a reaction might have set her off more than she already was. Even if he was not the cause for her Consul's disappearance he was the only one around at the moment that she could both blame and take information from. It would pass - had already begun to the moment he spoke and her face seemed to droop, her heart dropping at the knowledge that not even a friend had seen Raven. In return comes the frustration, once more rising up within her as she snaps her head away from him to glare out at Iromar. Where was she hiding?

The glare eases into a reluctant sigh at his next words, so polite and understanding and she glances at him again before her eyes once more flick down to his pile of feathers. "She has been gone for a season or more. She told me last that she would be going to seek out her mother and visiting Taviora but judging by your presence that isn't what happened. I was hoping that she had made it so I knew where to start looking. It is not like her, not at all." She trails off now, abruptly seating herself and adopting a contemplative expression. "You are her friend too, Starfall. Leave the feathers in her den if you must but do you think you could search for her as well? I will be going to Asteraia soon and making my way around the eastern coast in search. If you hear from her can you send her back or word of her?" Concern flashes in her eyes as she stares at him, this strange male she has never met yet she feels can be trusted in her search.

Six - Empress of Iromar - fated for Praetor

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