King Elk Forest Raven-song

There was a visitor in the woods.

She could smell them, could hear them crunch against the autumn leaves. They were not of Deorwine origin, nor' of a Kingslend pledge. She crossed the grounds to find the intruder, and was met with yet another, cursed wolf. She stood a bit away before introducing herself, fire-lit eyes giving a slight narrowed look on inspecting him so.

Then out from the shadows, Célnes held a warm smile as her body was upright in a noble regine, but a stern voice toward the cursed being, "You are in claimed lands, stranger. It isn't wise to be so close into my territory."