It'd been a day since the raid and whilst she felt they were successful in their efforts their was still casualties and injures. On both sides and while she knew Solaris would lick it's wounds and come back stronger she was worried for their allies, they were far weaker in numbers and didn't have the power needed to strike at the Exiles themselves. She worried they'd be a target now, the Solaris camp had the benefit of being hidden away but that Sanctuary was easy to traverse, the meadow was inviting and easy to roam around in. There was no threat of traps or looming patrols across the land as she'd had in Solaris with the Warfare guild.
The Dawningcrown had arrived at the border and would quickly woof as a NPC arrived ”Go fetch SURVIVALINSTINCT. for me could you?” she'd ask but her tone was more tersely orderly than just a question she wasn't giving any room for argument. Hopefully the male would arrive soon so she could take a report on their damages as well as hand over the supplies she'd brought over from the Kingdom which were fastened in a tote wrapped around one of her wings. It was stuffed with supplies from herbs, blankets to even things such as old scalpels and some prey items.
The Quuen would look behin dher shoulders to check if Ryad was still behind her, she'd left his side to get here quicker and was already expecting some form of berating words.
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