Hushed Willows i’m just sitting here looking at pretty colors

perhaps wrap-up soon?

Orlaith shrugged, assuming perhaps the lady didn't wish to dwelve further into memories about the place. She wouldn't pry further, as any past that once happened in the willows, felt of no concern any longer. She'd only care, if those particular wolves tried to come back, and to stake their claim once again.. Then, the fire guard would have an issue.

"I will," and with arrogance, she grinned, "our defense will always be improved." She had momentarily discussed it with Lumiya on the issue, but Orlaith knew it'd be hard to fix. The reality was they had very few warriors, and the only capable ones she believed in, was Aoibh, and herself. There was Fionn of course, who had been trained, and loyal to the bone, but he was a poppy-lover. She could not fully place faith in his form. Right now, she depended on herself overall.