Hushed Willows álfardómstólinn

The repetition bothered the male. How many times did the locals need to acknowledge that they were neighbors, from the Watch? Many times, apparently. Still, Valmua handled it better than he could have in that moment, and he held no issue with her taking point on the conversation, simply nodding along with what she said. There was little of worth he could add here, though it was curious to him that neither wolf that manned the borders seemed... protective. Even aggression would not have struck him as odd, but this, this welcoming especially when their scents seemed so weak, struck an odd chord within the man who perked his ears to listen actively.