Seaside Moors it will come back

Thankfully seeing Valravn was not much of an issue, if only because he could be smelled from a lightyear away. The reek of skunk was unlike anything else. Gin drew her gaze upward and peered into the drizzle to see his dark frame barreling in her direction. She frowned at the image of her brother with smear on his face, charging where he could not see. He had always been something of a wildcard, but this was different. Valravn had fucked with something that fucked right back. 

Regin did more than step sweetly aside so that he missed her, she took a few great big hops to place some distance between herself at the rank ass smell that clung to her brother. With a disgusted expression, Gin lowered her head and buried her nose into her paws. "What is that?" she wheezed against the sharp tang that had washed over her senses.