Two Rivers Isle You don't know the half of the abuse

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Malice, as almost always, was walking along the borders in the early morning to later spend it with her family. The scratches on her muzzle, put there by Shink, were healing, but not fast enough for her. She had to be super careful around her children now as they were getting sharp little teeth. Things couldn't get better for Arthendal. They had enough food and wisdom to share. They didn't need anyone else and in return didn't bother others. They were here, that was all that mattered and to be known for others. Not even the name of the Lady and Lord would be spoken outside the borders.

A howl entered her sensitive ears and she turned her body around with a swish of her tail, fluently and gracefully. She trotted to the the side of the river where the loner stood at the other side. Greetings! She called out over the sound of rushing water. Who are you and what do you seek here? She called out again.