Hushed Willows Ironborn.

Sundance remained quietly among the weeping willows, pale eyes continuing to study the rogue across the distance they maintained between one another. He twitched a whisker, feeling extremely unnerved beneath the sharpness if the stranger's stare, but he remained rooted to the spot.

He had seen enough in those brief minutes to know that he would be no match for this warrior.

Sundance thought back to the end of his time with Elysium, when the cliff-dwellers had come to join them. Only weeks later did one usurp their Shiva, Sunny - Valiant's father. That reign hadn't lasted long, as the earth had begun to tremble days later, but he struggled to think of how their sanctuary would've warped beneath Dacio's rule.

He did not wish for Seelie Court to suffer as Elysium did back then. After a moment of trying to conjure up what little courage he had, the silverwhite stepped forward carefully. He kept his eyes locked to the dark snout of the outsider and, despite the acceleration of his frantic heart, he bravely flagged his snow-dipped tail in warning.