Hushed Willows Don't lose your hat in a fairy wind

The outer reaches of their territory practically reeked of the faeries' scents now - there would be no mistaking, not even in the pouring rain. The queen was pleased about all they had accomplished already, and felt like it was near time they were official already. She'd give it but a few weeks for them to settle truly, then give the speech she's been wanting to give for the past moon or so. With Loinnir perched proudly on her back did she patrol the borders, not spotting the wolfdog in the distance at first.