Northstar Vale you've made a pig's ear

an introduction is given, his name to the fiery eyed waif at courtfall's borders by the fey queen herself and the following claimant of mate. though not expressly true for neither of them had made it official — unless this half slumbering slur of the queen was official; regardless, melkor does not correct her. does not offer any words against it. truthfully, doesn't mind it. andraste goes about to ask the woman's name and melkor wonders if she heard the fiery eyed woman's plight at all.

a name, yes; but there was more here that the master warrior desired to know ...for state of security and because andraste appeared to be in quite a sleepy state. ❝you say you only want to stay a few days ...who, what are you running from?❞ melkor asks her, jumping to the first conclusion his mind could conjure up. what pack allows loners to stay a few days within the safety of their pack, eat food from their caches and then allow them to meander on their way?

❝we're not a charity,❞ the warlord states flatly ( though it is perhaps not his place to do so ). ❝if you seek entrance in courtfall's lands you will join our ranks. if that does not work for you then you will seek your few days of shelter elsewhere.❞ the season of estrus was upon them. they needed to start thinking about courtfall's future and the future generations not allowing strangers to flit in and out of their claim and use them as they saw fit.