Kildeer Rest ulfhednar

inkeri flitted to her side, a lost butterfly on the wind. the bloodseer drew herself to full height, protective as she watched the dark stranger. she did not move, nor did she call out to him. the others who passed by merely brushed at the edges of her awareness; she sensed them, but they did not matter. anja would give her full focus to the dark-furred wolf until he left.