Hushed Willows Pray that Hell or Heaven lets you in

For @Tiffany ;p

She was enjoying a slight day off from traveling, settling deep into the roots of the forest and breathing in the fresh scent of salt, mountains and willows. She had explored the territory quite a bit now, and was getting more sure of her choice every second she spent within it. It was calming, serene... mystical. It was absolutely everything her court needed.

Unfortunately, with so few having gathered (for now) she hadn't had the time to establish many borders. Sure, it smelt a little of her and Eilonwy and whoever was there at this point because her narrator can't keep track, but a pack scent was a long-way gone. It made 'trespassing' really easy, and excusable, and Lumi didn't often shoo away visitors.