Shadewood I went out to the hazel wood

while saena's answer was not one the wolf was hoping for, arunik'ra was not discouraged. she peered at the woman slyly, trying to gauge if the female was truthful in her answer. saena had given her no reason to think otherwise, so arunik'ra took what the wolf said at face value.

"no matter," she uttered thickly, waving away saena's poor recollection with a sway of an angled wrist. "is not important. what is important -- these spirits, do they harm you?" the red dagger's brow furrowed slightly with concern for this new-met wolf; was molech's eye upon her?