Gyrfalcon's Keep Spirit walker

AW for Hljodrfell members! Maybe @Dreven? -eyes-

Vaettir was a continuous presence, always tending to the cleaning of the Temple and making it look nice.
In between though she would make rounds to patrol the borders and look for plants to make her own stores.

Her bone-silver gaze a constant scan, looking to the Falcons she would always see, and to other places, other wolves...
Vaettir hummed softly to herself in low, quiet song as she picked her way through the lands of the Keep. 

The wind sounded akin to spirit-whispers as it buffeted softly over her ears, making the Witchling pause to listen.
Incomprehensible, but there all the same. 

"I cannot understand." She murmured gently to the wind in her home tongue, almost motherly in tones as if fondly talking to a small child.

The wind only buffeted stronger in response, making Vaettir steady herself upon the rocks and ledges.