Hushed Willows oh, where are you now, pussy willow that smiled on this leaf?

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In Orlaith’s absence, Eleuthera had taken it upon herself to become Seelie Court’s de facto guardian. It was out of necessity, as much as it was enjoyment. Though Eleuthera intuited that the threat the Saints posed has lessened, as the rain had suddenly and unequivocally taken priority, but it didn’t mean their borders needed to be manned any less. In fact, perhaps they needed it to be manned more, now that they were lacking what she considered to be the Willow’s most proficient guard.

Eleuthera couldn’t do much to a wolf that wanted to incur wrath upon the willows, but she figured she could at least warn people — let them know what was up. Plus, @Kincaid was never far behind and he had perhaps become more fond of the Faeries, and more willing to protect the willows, than even she! That was worth something, right? Though Lumiya almost always beat her to the punch, her duty had become something she actively fantasized about. 

When the lilac woman heeded the young man’s call, she was surprised to find that she was the first one to arrive. The past few wolves she had met amongst Seelie Court had been wildly exciting for her, expanding her familial circle by almost double, and triple! Little did she know that it was about to quadruple, too. If one didn’t mind the rain, things these days didn’t seem so bad :) Even still, Eleuthera really didn’t know what to say to the dark boy — she was almost always arriving right in the middle of things, never at the beginning — so she just parroted what she had heard every pack leader of every pack she had ever joined say.

“You are at the borders of Seelie Court,” she chirped. “Eleuthera, speaking! How may I help you?"