Gyrfalcon's Keep surrender, but don't give yourself away

Moorhen looked back to the male when he spoke and tensed slightly when she saw that he was moving closer - but he did not seem aggressive, so she tried to match her mood to his. "There was a wolf I think that I know," she said in her slight but awkward accent, "but, um... ørnen... um... smell covered up."

She knew the right word - did she? - but she rarely conversed with strangers anymore, and the man's presence made her feel strangely flustered. She was irritated at him for this, and irritated that he'd asked a question that'd caused her to admit to her tracking deficiencies. This showed in the slight tensing of her powerful frame, and in the irascible set of her jaw. But all this was still rather friendly for Moorhen.