anyone;

[Nayl]

She spun the stars on her fingernails Here they are months after the Reckoning and only just now beginning to branch out and see what lies beyond their own walls. It’s a pitiful fact that often burdens Nayl, but she is breaking the trend now. Nerine lacks intrakingdom intel but she wants to change that, to bring light to their darkness as they scramble under these sudden changes. Surely, they want answers, much like herself, and they want to know what lies in these strange other lands. In the time that has thus elapsed no one has dared to venture to their coastline. It remains untouched by outsider’s hooves, oddly enough. Nayl often patrolled their borders, but there was never anything, or anyone, ambling in their direction. They seemed isolated from the world despite being a part of the mainland. It concerned her, but it isn’t until now that she ventures out for answers. The path is familiar. Often Nayl would visit the forest, but today she pursues the different scents that hit her rather than bypass them as she has in the past. Briefly, she takes pause to look in the direction of the general forest before glancing at the towering redwoods nearby. There are voices in both directions, but there is uncertainty to the north. A tilt of her head betrays her curiosity, but she doesn’t hesitate as she’s drawn to the prospect of simply knowing. Nerine’s ignorance has lasted long enough. Her voice is still brash, but there is an underlying honey tone that’s unfamiliar even to herself. Her eyes are searching as she drinks in the myriad scents that hit her like a wall. This land, Taiga, is uncharted in her eyes. It holds answers that that she wants – needs – and she (almost) impatiently awaits for someone to step forward. Nayl covet and myrina's creation