King Elk Forest the sword in the stone

The old woman was finally on her way home. She hoped that the queen would be back by now too, and she could rest without the worry of Makhai of Lilith shaking her from her sacred 'beauty' sleep.

Spotting a stranger from their back, she made her approach slow. She wasn't exactly timid of strangers, unless they were acting strangely.. and this one was checking out a pile of dung. She knew it was likely a hunting tactic of sorts, but not one Haedwig was all that familiar with.

You alright there? She spoke after a moment, creaking bones slowing to a halt. She couldn't help but be nosy.