The Heartwood empty home

"My apologies," though she said so, there was still a blank stare without remorse as she calmly looked onto the tempered wolf. They were a bit mystified, by the uncommon red eyes. It was the second wolf the mercenary met, with a signature similar to her own. She had not seen any until coming to this wild, and it gave her a some sort of.. Discourse. She felt a bad omen, was to fall upon her.

"I am Dragoon."