Blackfeather Woods bruised by god

hesitantly, the woman had begun to leave @Shivali with @Astara and @Averna when she ventured from the den. she did not venture far in these days, wishing not to invite the dark ardor of wolves blackfeather had wrong. today, rather restless with their constant yearning for her, relmyna had nursed her daughters into a velvet slumber and called lowly for the pale woman.
with her children in the care of the lovely northerner, relmyna had trotted into the eldritch wood, relieved at the chance to arch the tension from her body in a less cramped environs. however, as she paused, the scent of a wolf she had not seen in some time came to her. teeth flashing in a silent snarl, relmyna dipped her patchwork body low to the earth, until the thread of the monster's scent had faded.
in its place, blood, and the aspirant paused, lifting herself slowly and approaching on small paws poised to flee if the man should show his skulls'-grin again. but he did not come, and presently relmyna stepped to the side of a bedraggled and much-abused wolfess, letting out a hoarse whine in entreaty that she meant no harm.