Neverwinter Forest follow the beat of another conundrum

ooc: I am so sorry for delay.

While the stranger spoke, Osprey used her time to examine him from head to toes and gain as much information about him as possible. It was hard to tell anything about his coat color or his facial features in the dark, therefore, even though her instinct didn't yell at her to run for her life, she still kept her distance and felt a little wary of the big wolf. Had it been a female, she would have been a bit more confident.

He was quick to toss the ball at her side of the field and after a brief moment of confusion, which flickered in her eyes, she yawned and then cracked a cheeky grin. "I am the hag of the forest," she explained to him - her voice didn't waver a second, she was sure of what she was speaking, even if it was not true. "So, while the land bears no scent of a pack - it belongs to me from the roots of the trees to the highest branches, which reach to the sky," she said smiling. "Therefore I ask you again - who are you and where are you going?"