Hushed Willows misty eye of the mountain

"Oh hey, its you," Orlaith had been gone for quite some time, but the place was always familiar. She made sure to ingrain the land within one's mind, and surely felt at peace with the terrian. Though during her adventures while familiarizing with the willows, she had met a lil' mouse that was intended to be a snack, but instead the fire fae spunned a tail of warriors, and forgot to feast. So he escaped, but every once in a while, she thought to recognize the lil' brown mouse.

"Here for another tale?" The warrior chortled, as it started to become a habit to share a story to smaller one. Her urge to eat him had long been gone, and rather enjoyed the company, "the same, yeah?"

"and so the prince came back! He had heard what thethe newly crowned king has been doing! Demanded the throne, but alas! It was not an easy feat, for not everyone knew, that the prince, caused the previous King's death." A story amongst warriors! Even someone as small as this critter, would dream to be a mighty one, "and he threatened to share the prince's history. But he cared not, and so they fought. A coward the King was, as he pleaded for his life, and threw his companions away, blaming them for his misdeeds. So the Prince did.. Except, his 'companions,' were the ones to finish him off."

Orlaith lifted the brown mouse with her paw, and grinned, "and so the Prince, became the King. He was forgiven."