King Elk Forest i dig till my shovel tells a secret

A stranger called, and the Cruor Queen answered. From the trees, she emerged, orange eyes glowing bright as any fire. She dipped her head in greeting, her features impassive. "Who calls for The Dominion? State your name and business." The Queen thought of calling for Vivaan, but decided against it - she needed no man by her side. She scented at the air, and knew this must be one of the pack wolves.