Tricia Kalamack
Sleeps all day.... yawns all night
"Come here boy come here." The old master was sitting in the center of the room as all around her was a curtain of hair framming her and the small ashlan wolf she had gotten.. well had brought to her the world where they come from she didn't like because she couldn't even walk on it. She was playing with it though and it was yelping while she let the blue furred wolf stay in her arms before lifting a little off the floor with her hair obscuring if she was standing for a moment until you saw her boot crossed in front of her. The shell silk dress made to fit her frame and the old chains around her neck held her glowing sigil. The belt of sabers were mostly obscured while she with her look towards the doors to see if any would come. She wasn't the most known within the order and that served her purpose well... it let her sleep.
