Hushed Willows It was no accident

Is it ok if we set this after the big hunt? If not I can delete <3

Somewhere along the borders, Reverie heard a voice. Her head cocked to one side as she listened, ears twitching as she tried to make sense of it. Just one voice, yet it sounded like half of a conversation. How odd!

She set off at a trot to see who it could be, finding an unfamiliar wolf sitting in the snow. His eyes were a pretty silver-blue, and he seemed disgruntled. Hello! Reverie called out, ears pulled forward and posture neutral for now. Welcome to Hearthwood. Did you need any um, help or anything?