Witch's Marsh a chapter of the witch

"Perhaps this is a sign I should see more of the wilds." All that was stated confused the lioness, but she still remembered the direction for a later use. If Uriel had more to her group, she would immedietly send a scout, but shame to stay there was very few, as she continues to scramble for a claim. For now, it would have to be ignored for later thought.

"I see.." It was a disappointment that couldn't be help, "I've had a few run ins with your group." The other was far nicer then the two that had been met, perhaps it was just their leadership that felt rigid, but gained the right members. Uriel was curious on how they can gain members with the unfriendliness, but perhaps that is why people felt inclined to wander; safety. 

"Why did you join them?" So she asked.