Sunset Valley swison

the man was calling out. she pressed closer to druid, feeling the last of her nerves beginning to escape. heda seemed so fearless, almost foolish in how near she was coming to the caribou. 
the man told them to stay back. heda was almost trampled, in mireille's eyes, but even when the rivenwood girl came back, she still seemed fixed upon joining!
the sea-girl was not.
she forced herself to her full height and joined heda, paws crunching uncomfortably in the snow. flakes settled onto her crimson coat. but she did not keep far from druid, even as she reluctantly allowed her attention to be seized by the two white wolves again.
they were both covered in scars and large, though the woman was a behemoth. she made no comment of her own.