Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26108027-20190204162635/@comment-26383377-20190209183108

“You know, Addia. My people have a saying.” Akata turns around, looking out at the camp, a small hub, barely enough to house a legion of pathfinders. Small, but significant. Hidden, but deadly.

“The winter serves only to toughen us up for the spring.” She glances sideways at her ally, “For the bears slumber during the season of snow, and spare us the pain of their hunt.”

She brings her hand up, and tugs at the necklace aeoind her neck, pulling it up from behind her tunic.

“But once the first flowers of spring start to bloom. The bears rise from their slumber, and return to the hunt...”

The pendant was made to hold a tooth. Akata brought the tooth up, and made it completely visible to Addia.

It was a Cheetah’s fang...

“I think it is high time that we awoke from our slumber, dear Addia.”