Haunted Wood But not too tall

34°, currently it is snowing/heavy fog and set during the day. Located in Haunted Woods, Wretched Timberland | ooc notes: LOL U ACTUALLY DID

Today the Warlord decided to rest at the meeting spot. Away from the gathering and at the top of his throne to look down on the timberland below. The fog was thick and heavy, like a blanket weighing them down as the snow slowly fell all around in a haunting dance. The snow gathered along his back while he peered out from above, paws crossed under his chin as he lazily rested on the cold rock. 

He couldn't see her, but he knew she was somewhere below. Vanity was somewhere near, her perfume stained the air, announcing her existence in the fog. Softly his tail curled in the mist, twisting it with the smooth movement offered before falling back onto the rock. For a moment he wondered how he faired today, if the jostling of her head had truly healed or if her abnormal character of hers had faded back into the harpy he knew before. 

Regardless - he couldn't see her after all. Closing his eyes, he listened to the silence of the fog and her footsteps as they echoed softly in the distance.