[open] runnin' away to the riptide; [any]

[Aranea]

Give me reason to fill this hole, connect the space between Let it be enough to reach the truth that lies, across this new divide Well, wasn't that convenient? Aranea leveled her gaze on Sloene and made no effort to mask the admiration. She was smart and skilled - it was not so easy to discern a home from a mere scent, at least not when you had no home of your own. Aranea herself could not name them all - she had hesitated to visit more than Taiga, yet, with no voice to guide her. So it was easy to see why the soot and ash mare was impressed, and why her charred lips tugged in to the slightest smile. Her answer came in the form of a bob of her head, followed by another toss in the same direction. It's that way was the clear response, though surely this smart little lady knew that. Aranea was eager, now, and hopeful. It would be a true feat to bring home a new recruit without being able to give her the whole spiel about why she should come to Tephra. Aranea could not tell her how lovely the lands were and how warm they stayed, even in the winter. She could not speak of the strength and valor of their leader, or of the council that he was in the process of electing. Aranea's tongue was tied but the fire in her eyes spoke clearly of her desire to take Sloene home. A strong exhalation was her only invitation, coupled with the question that burned in her eyes and the repeated motion of her head - would she join her?