Felltree Marsh Suffering from FOMO, she can come too

sorry for short post my brain hurts

At the call, Fionn did not hesitate to arrive quickly, coming to stand beside Orlaith, Lumiya, and another silver-black red-eyed stranger. His focus was on the evil before them- Donovan and a little flower. For a moment she made him hesitate, and then he recalled Deidra, the definition of good in this world- and saw the stranger for what she was, a henchman who supported this evil beast, no matter how delicate she seemed. And so in a moment a snarl ripped from his throat, fur along his spine raising threateningly and bloodred eyes piercing through these bastards.