Hushed Willows Now I see fire, inside the mountain

Kincaid was coming back from a quick jaunt toward the ocean, damp and disgruntled and carrying with him a deer skull filled with strange plants. He'd meant it as a gift for the court, and the seashells also conveniently tucked inside a gift for Valette.

When he saw Orlaith, he trotted forward with a muffled woof and then set the skull aside on a convenient rock when he was near enough to hold conversation.

"Ma'am," he greeted her with a wag of his tail. "What a thing it is 'bout this weather. Gave me an awful feelin', comin' back from them haunted fields."