Stone Circle daughters of coldharbour

laurel was here. all scents, all signs, they lead here. her scents had since faded, but her memory was kept vividly alive in iliksis' mind. he stalked, staked, prowled, paced.. and finally, wishing to be known, the man threw back his thin muzzle and a low howl pressed from his throat.

he wished for her to know he had found her, and he was here to collect that cruel memory, to linger malignantly on the fringes of her safe harbor as a reminder that it was he that controlled and owned her, and that no matter where the tawny huntress went, he would follow like a grim and cancerous shadow.