Ravensblood Forest standing waves

The howl dredged Nox from the rather mundane task of filling caches, a sense of urgency in his step as he emerged shadow-like from the treeline to gaze upon the girl and the silhouette of another. He dwarfed them both, and as the captain drew nearer, it became clear that life for this stranger had not always been easy.

Sunken flanks and hollowed cheeks, the tell-tale markings of a man treated unkind by the forces of nature. He regarded him coldly for a moment, sympathy clouded by obvious distrust. Outcasts and stragglers were not an uncommon sight in Murkwood, but first the captain wanted to be sure of this wanderer's intentions. 

"Who's this," he turned to Meredith with an expectant tilt of his head. "Another stray ye picked up?"