Hushed Willows witcher

Still as he spoke, Olive did not much know the right way to react to this man and his many words. They way he probed into her life was completely unbidden — now he did so quite blatantly, not even bothering to hide it. She no longer feared for Elysium, but a small part of her feared for herself, and the misted druid almost wished he might leave so that she can drift back into her willows and disperse amongst the branches. 

She got her wish, and the man left as quickly as he came, still nameless except for that of the wolves he led. Diaspora. For several lengthy moments, Olive remained in her place upon the edge of the woods and let her gaze linger upon the place the man once stood, vivified by the frenetic energy left in his wake. Then the woman returned to the side of her wife, and never spoke of this meeting to another soul.