Hushed Willows And I hope that you'll remember me,

Her soul was on fire. She held her head tall and firm, a wetness streaking through her flaming pelt, but she marched on through the mud and rain. Only been gone for a few days, and now she was back. By the border, and entering with a confidence raging through.

Deadset on what she came to ask, Orlaith howled for @Lumiya.