Bramblepoint Strength comes from the good things

The white beast might have been better at silent walking than Wraen, but he did not have an advantage of a secret hideout in an old willow-tree. The only giveaway to the fact that this was not just another tree in a forest full of trees was the fact that this was a total misfit. A-a-and that through an inconspicious hole at the foot of it, a person Wraen's size could easily squeeze through and make it to the top, where the trunk and the branches formed sort of a nest and a solid footing.

Therefore she - hidden by the smaller branches and leaves - caught sight of the pallid stranger first. And there she remained, watching him carefully and, unless he lifted his head to look up, he would miss the gray muzzle and the green eyes of the wolf, looking down at him.