King Elk Forest Raven-song

Wind, of course, how could she have forgotten such an important detail?

Her small form shrank away, curiosity having gotten the better of her, the hope that Akai had found what he was looking for after so long. That damaging hope. She swallowed weakly, head briefly pressing to the mossy trunk of the tree she hid behind. An uneasy breath, an uncomfortable pause, and she gathered herself enough to break her cover completely. Her movements were unlike those prior, her walk was near ghostly, long limbs drifting over fallen branches, stones, as though they weren’t there, silent. It was all an act in a sense, a desire to protect herself, and kin. If others never saw how they affected you….she froze for a moment, gaze downcast. Act or not...she could never bring herself to gaze into the eyes of another. Not even Akai. Still, she crept closer, nose following the scent of her kin before coming to rest at the side of the tree she assumed he was in. It seems that these wolves were far from allies...a rather grand mistake on her part. 

She cleared her throat, voice whispery, “I am Minah, may the gods shine brightly upon you both.” Her words came in the company of a lowly bow, an effort to appease, or perhaps charm these strangers. She chanced a flicker then, a daring glance, onto the faces of those that would be ‘escorting’ them. Where she knew not, though the sound of more wolves than she had seen in months appearing out of the blue, well, it made her tail twitch uncomfortably. Her expression, thankfully, did not betray her, an air of calm radiating off of her.