Noctisardor Bypass in the trees, is a ghostly breeze

Druid hadn’t visited @Laurel’s den since her chance encounter with @Abel Redleaf and @Indra III some time ago. The two pups had captured her wonder at first, out of sheer novelty. But that had worn off quite quickly, particularly when the little girl had begun screeching.

Despite herself, she wondered what they looked like now and decided to go see for herself. Druid brought with her a hearty trout caught in the Mudminnow, its cold body clutched firmly in her teeth. She slowed her step when she approached the area near the den, sniffing the chilly air without releasing her hold on her prey.