Northstar Vale the path to paradise begins in hell

Andraste acknowledges her finally, asking the Mavroimë what was so important- so important to interrupt their little moment. Her gaze does not lift to look at them as she speaks once again, voice tense and awkward. "I've caught the scent of the cougar right within our Vale. I'm worried that it could be a threat if it's prowling through our lands- I worry for the young... like Clementine..."

Her voice trails off, but she picks up once again, "I do hate to disturb you. But I felt maybe it's best we ensure that filthy creature is gone from our lands," She sighs. No matter what happens now, it would be awkward, this she knew. She was no young thing but coming across a couple in a private moment would always be uncomfortable for her. Would Andraste follow her into the core of the territory to do a thorough check? Or would she insist on staying with that dark stranger who she seemed so attached to? The air would be tense either way. She only hoped that she had not just made herself into an enemy of the stranger by stealing away his precious fée.