Hushed Willows we're stuck in slow life.

Hoping for @Silas but all welcome! :D

Harlyn strode quietly through the willow trees. The daylight was beginning to wane in the late afternoon, leaving the space beneath the dangling fronds glowing softly with gold. Moments of appreciation for the beauty of the Keep came and went as she walked, for just as soon as her mind wandered from it, she grew to worry again for her family's current predicament. Whatever she decided, Harlyn was not yet well enough to travel, and to continue to fret over the situation could yield her nothing. So she walked, and searched for her son.

She knew that @Silas had been spending a good deal of time hunting with the pack whenever he could, and so it made sense to her to head towards where she had heard prey could be found. His scent lingered in the leafy fronds that stretched from the ground, so Harlyn felt she was coming close. She knew well that her ability to track down his exact location was quite lacking, and so eventually she paused to tilt her head back, sending a low, summoning call through the willows.