Hideaway Strath held him down, broke his neck

Cameo for now :eyes:

Uneasy was a broad term and yet it encompassed how she felt with these Saints lingering so near to her home; as the Valkyrie was not one to shy away from the uncomfortable or unknown, she had decided early on in the evening that she would go and gather information on them. From near or far, she hadn't yet decided but with a short howl to let @Dirge and @Hydra know where she'd gone — and that she was going alone — she had set off on her self-appointed mission.

As she had not wanted to alert them to the hidden path that she, Dirge, and Desdemona had taken before, Keres had ventured up and around the mountain range to make her way into the hinterlands. After a nap earlier on in the morning, she finally drew near the strath now, pausing when she could spy someone near the opening to the valley. A red-coated wolf who lingered; whether is was of the Saints, Keres was not yet sure but the way he stood there, she figured maybe not.

Laying low among the sweep's trees and foliage, Keres would lie in wait, watching and listening with the intent to learn what she could from doing so.