Whitefish River And I see fire, blood in the breeze,

It seemed that the mention of the former fairy queen was present had lit a light in the pale woman's eyes, it pleased the Constable to see some faith restored in some way through such minor gestures as this. With a dip of his head, he excused Izumi has requested and hoped she would quickly settle in her new home - hoping to speak with her again soon once this whole Orlaith issue was dealt with. 

Once Izumi was out of earshot, the painted knight turned his attention fully on the Knight Commander. His expression falls from the pleasant smile he offered the pale woman, and onto something more stern. I'm glad you are back and looking well. he began. Again not wanting to come off as too much of a hardass given his title, but there were certain lines he didn't appreciate to be crossed, and here he was drawing his first. Here I was worried of your well being, you know, after disappearing when you were supposed to be healing as per the Chamberlain and Count's request.

Granted Hiero was the type to still do his duties despite healing himself, cheekily sneaking out of his den to check on the borders and packmates, maybe do some fishing to fill caches - but never did he wander off of the pack's borders, leaving for days without a word. Tell me Orlaith, what are your plans here in Kaistleoki, what are your goals? Despite Orlaith being mildly taller than him, the man's stare made him feel less than above average in her presence. He wouldn't tolerate being talked down to by the Knight Commander anymore after today.