Snowforest Taiga ξ

She looks up at the flames of confusion caught in his eyes and touches her pawtips to Skorpa’s broad shoulder.  Another man might have earned more consideration, but Ayovi in her indignance had none for Lorcan.
“Aside the invader from Darukaal, he has made no advances on the women of Winsook that I know of. But I think it is only time before he does,” lips raise just slight of a full peel, trading broken danish for words with more clarity. “Yes. He intimidated me, Skorpa. He said if I spoke of this again, he would kill me.”
Her eyes glance away, unsure how her husband will react. The huntress would not allow herself to truly fear him, not while under Skorpa's protection. It is the man's fragile wife she worries more for. “Lorcan knows he has done wrong by Elowen. He does not care.”