Barrow Fields this that kinfolk

from her vantage she could see just about everything - including the slouched back of a wolf gradually making its way towards her.

sobeille stood up, prepared for anything. there was a sweet scent of fescue grass and herbs to this one that told a subtle story -- sobeille recognized these scents on maleah sometimes.

the stranger appeared friendly enough -- sobeille kept her posture neutral, but did not come down. i be listen' for de bugs an' mice. what you be doin'?