Shadewood a smile on your immortal face

maybe @Yosemite? <3

two new men in rusalka. the coastal pack had burgeoned with blood relations; they knew one another. rosencrantz had gone his own way, along with tundra and rowan. but now erzulie scented through the rainfall for the boy who had come to them.
she patrolled the outer border of the forest, where the trees thinned into moorland. a rise now, passing underpaw as she circled back to the woodland and rubbed her shoulders against a nearby trunk, tufts of fur catching in the bark to announce the claimed nature of the deep weald.