King Elk Forest see my heart; I decorate it like a grave

it has been a long time since she's heard her name called in the wind's song, filling the space above the trees with the summons. for a moment, she was still, and worry curled in the pit of her gut, lurking there like an ugly viper. she pushed away the worst thoughts before they could come, forcing herself up and lurching forward when after a panicked beat she recognized Delight's call.

when she did draw up alongside Delight, her gaze locked immidiately on the strange male, hackles prickling beside herself. he was injured, and obviously deeply upset, and yet she could not reason with the instinctual part of herself that bade her be on high alert.