Remember where the witches burned

"Mm, but you are rather close, no?." She went for a less aggressive tone for this wolf. Aggression could drive away potential pack members, but it could deter intruders with ill intent. The priestess instead chose a slightly friendly approach, but lanced it with a hint of a threat, just in case.

"Blackfeather Woods, after the ravens and crows here." She gestured up to another carrion bird, different from the first, but she did not know that, perched up in a tree. One of the sentries most likely. The murders and conspiracies of birds here were always on the lookout for their rivals. "Why are you lurking so close?"