Raven's Watch they send us in to find it

the watcher becomes the watched.

in all fairness, one could theoretically remind him that raventhorpe were new to the area, too and their claim upon the plateau was young despite that they were a pack relocated. renamed. reinvented.

but it would not be enough.

he is guarded and curious, because he has children ... and with any favor more children come spring.

the chuff draws his golden gaze to the shadowed sylph that makes her presence known, smelling of the scents that hung below —

and then it is drawn, with a quick snap, to the cream and blonde colored woman and her oh no's.

though a grumble builds in the cavern of his chest, it is exchanged in favor of a rasping, whiskey steeped in smoke hello, offered to the two women. i am rusalka cairn, of raventhorpe. a gesture of his muzzle in the plateau's direction.