Blacktail Deer Plateau curse the ground where you kneel

He was already on her trail. A trespasser. Rusalka's guard dog was hot on the woman's trail who had crossed their border. Quickly the man padded toward her, a stern, cold gaze on the horizon as he searched for the body of the one who caught his attention. Cutting through the snow as it whipped across the air, snaking in trails along the ground as the wind curled around his ankles. 

The gray figure finally appeared, blackened lips peeling back in a terrible grin as he continued to approach at a quickened pace, ready to thrust his fury onto the strange female, jaws stretching as they readied a strike - !

She howled. Asking for a meeting with the leader, with Aningan. A growl rippled within the air to finally announce his presence if she had not seen him already. For a moment he remained silent, one honey eye studying her features. She was plain-looking but clearly physically capable. Why do you call for our leader?