Barrow Fields Head to the future

It was really only a matter of time before curiosity got the better of her, and to be honest, it was a miracle she'd held off this long.

She'd run by in a pass, not close enough to flag notice, but close enough to catch her scent.  So she was still fucking there, lurking in her caverns, all these years later.

Rosalyn pulled up to a stop in the center of the field, her sides heaving with the exertion of her foray.  Well, now she knew.  Her ears tilted back and she glanced behind.  She was really fucking glad now their claim was well south of these waters.