Herbalists' Cache like a dog with a bird at your door

@Gjalla

he had been found by the raven following his storming off from the terrible shouting of women. fucking insanity. women. women. they were insane! and now, he wants nothing more than to stalk, brood, and perhaps kill something—

but it is too late. raven's feathers go flying in time for gjalla's icy glare to be caught in blackfell's peripheral. the man is sullen, casting a sharp glare at her before he rises to his paws and begins to stomp off in the opposite direction. pretending as if he had not seen her!

she only follows him. much to his displeasure. finally, her husband stops—whirls around sharply, to pin ruby flaming gaze on her. and coldly: what!