The scars that mark my body, they are silver and gold

@Grimnir perhaps? Lets have a party!
The beautiful fae had been roaming these land for some time now, and it was this evening that she entered the dark forest. Some pack had set claim here, their scent markers obvious. Titana herself was irritable and annoyed, and was hoping to vent on one of these wolves. For this reason, the repeatedly marked the border with her own stench. At times, she would hurl insults into the forest, hoping to gad some brute into a fight.

Secretly, she yearned for a mate. Then again, she always had. Passing one pack a few days back, the yips of pup had made her pause, and three of them barreled into her. The overprotective mother had been quick to chase her away, but the cold queen had loved her time with those pups.