Northstar Vale I have put a spell again on a puppet that looks like you

The Vale had begun to grow in familiarity for her as she patrolled the outskirts of it, carefully analyzing the new home of the Court. Sun drifted lazily through fields of amaranth clouds and charcoal face turned towards it while she wandered, following the sound of water as grey cliff faces closed in around her.

Andromaque had not expected to see anyone else, yet a pale wolf -- she wondered if it was Andraste for a moment, but no, the she's scent had become all to familiar for her -- dipped her paw into the water. Quietly, she approached, trying not to disturb her too much as she drew nearer. 

"Finding any fish?" she asked in a low voice, tipping her head slightly towards the water to try to catch a glimpse of silver fish swimming under the surface.