Blackfeather Woods Ward of the Shadows

The hybrid watched the herd - 3 females and 4 fawns, as they began wandering away from her lookout position. She began to move forward, slowly, foot by foot, following the movements of the herd as they stole away, as quietly as her, towards a new browsing spot.

Quiet turned away from her spying of the herd, her eyes sliding over to the gray wolf as he approached and called her name. She walked towards him, bowing reverently and licking his chin in a greeting that befits the ruler of the Blackfeather Woods and her pack. Her posturing finished, she backed away from Burke, silently asking what he needed of her.