Big Salmon Lake Shadows in the Woods

"What is wrong, Hrafn?"  he spoke with no expression to her company, yet cast a sea born gaze upon her.
Raven felt the air feel as though it lowered a few degrees.

"Nothing, she does no harm, amd means no foul intention.. "

"Is she bothering you? Do you need help?"
Raven shook her dark crown.
"I am well. She has not hurt me. Only a simple request, she asks for, Jarl."
She knew if this female wished, she could have killed Raven the moment she spoke to her. Yet she did not. She saw Raven in a weakened state, and though she had not, she had many opportunities to kill her, though it served no purpose.
Then Raven heard Meldresi speak to him.

So this female knew of her Jarls ancient language? ...Was she of Nordic kin?
Raven was intrigued. She watched as her alpha stood in a slightly defensive stance, as he awaited her answer, keeping that familiar face he held to those who he knew not of.
One of coldness. Of uncaring. Raven stepped back, letting her leader take charge finding what he wished to know of her newly met wolf company.