Hushed Willows Late At Night — You’ll Find Me Creeping

Setting: Night — 01:17. 60 degrees — cloudy, medium to heavy rain, slightly foggy, humid.

Donovan has been wandering these new and stranger lands for almost a month now. He’s made Ranvensblood Forest his new home for himself and hopefully his future pack, yet he always finds himself restless. A voice in the back of his mind that plays his muscles like a puppet to urge him to explore and wander further and further from his newly claimed (but not so claimed) territory. 

Even on a night such as this, he doesn’t let himself sit idly by to do nothing. Tonight he finds himself slinking through the Hushed Willows soaking wet and dripping with rain water. It has already seeped through his coat, causing his curled tail to hang sadly on his hips, the appendage heavy with the fresh water that falls from the sky and drips down the canopy of spindly, loose vines of the willow trees that surround him. His massive body urges him forward, heavy paws splash and thump onto the ground beneath. His thick head is level with the strong line of his back as he wanders aimlessly. Almost as if he’s possessed, or maybe he’s just in his feels tonight — who knows. As of right now he has no goal in mind, no location he desires to meet. Only the sound of the rushing rain is here to meet him, besides that the Hushed Willows are just that — hushed.

Sorry to barge in but SC doesn't appreciate unannounced visitors!

Unlike most, the queen of the faes did not seek shelter in times like these. The rain pounded on her back and head, drenching her distinctively marked coat and revealed her thin and dainty figure more prominently than ever. She was no match for the beast that stalked their woods at the moment, but what the fae lacked in strength she made up for in cleverness and kindness.

Loinnir, her owl friend, had left to seek shelter for tonight. She was alone at that moment, without even her sweetheart at her side; the adorable Dante. She told herself to make one more round before heading to bed for tonight, that's when she scented him. A stranger not belonging to the court.

The thundering sound of the rain masked her noises, the smell of it masked her scent, but it also made it harder to find him. When she did stumble upon the bear of a man, she remained calm like the willows themselves. Good night, sir. Her melodic voice cut through the sound of rain, hoping to grab his attention.

lol not a problem! Sorry for intruding! Ngl I’ve read about your pack and all and I had no idea you guys were in hushed willows. Donovan will most likely be peaceful.

Donovan ears must have deceived him, for he believes he just heard the slightest hint of an easy feminine voice through the rushing water. He must be going crazy and he’s hearing Sasha’s voice again. Instantly his brows furrow and he stops in his tracks, his massive paws stopping him from going any further. Then, out of the corner of his eye something black and white flashes and he’s turning towards it faster than the very lightening that spreads across the sky on this rainy night. 

He calms when all he sees is another wolf. This is good news. It means that he’s not fucking crazy and started hearing Sasha’s voice again. Even better when he realizes that it’s another wolf and not a puma or some other crazy shit. 

Though when he’s finally gotten over the slight spook she gave him, he gives the female a curt nod. “Evening, ma’am.” He counters, a smirk coming to his maw. “You snuck up on me quite easily.” He chuckles down to her.

Lumiya was not so alone as she thought. Fionn trailed a ways behind her, sensing something was amiss- and soon he was proven right, as the moonlight fell on the wolfdog. Intruder. Even as he greeted Lumi without bad intent, the soldier didn't like the way a smile hung so easily on his maw. Fionn slid up beside his faerie queen, dipping his head politely to the both of them but ultimately finding his voice. Good evening. You're trespassing. He greeted gruffly, not one to dance around his point with men- and especially not with an intruder.

For a moment, the fae wasn't sure if he had registered her call. He remained standing still for a while, and she was just about to walk up to his front when he turned and Fionn arrived. He spoke a greeting in return, and she smiled. I'm well acquainted with these woods. She stated as the explanation of her sneaking skills. She then looked to Fionn, who had come to crash what probably should have been a solo-party for the older man. Though she would've dealt with the trespasser just fine, in this case she was glad for the company - the intruder was far too big and scary for her to fight alone if it were to come to that. His outsides were rough, and unlike the earthbound faerie Deidra had discovered, this one didn't seem remorseful about anything in his past.

She chuckled lightly at the bluntness of Fionn's words. You're not the first we've found, so blatantly ignoring our borders. It seems we're often overlooked — but no matter. As long as they left as soon as they came, Lumiya had little to no problem with the visitors. This one seemed to be just passing by, of course it would be a different story if they were picking a fight or stealing resources or (and Gods forbid) getting one of their faeries pregnant.

Donovan’s exit unless stopped. :) Sorry for trespassing!

As Donovan greets the female, another bestows itself beside the monochromatic wolf. A male also of black and white hues. He nods curtly at the larger yet his words aren’t so polite. Well, he supposes they could be worse, considering the fact that he’s currently trespassing on another packs territory. Unaware of this fact, Donovan doesn’t even have the energy in him to deal with it.

His eyes go from the male to the she-wolf as she speaks. Donovan nods to her statements. “Mm.” He hums in acknowledgment. “My apologies then.” He chuckles tiredly. “I’ll be making my exit then.” Is all he gives before turning his back on the two, on his way out of their willowed forest. “Feel free to follow me until I’m out.” He shrugs as he continues walking. He doesn’t feel like fucking with this kind of thing tonight. So for once, he goes without a fight.

He left rather casually, with a half-assed apology in Fionn's books. Men. Always making things difficult for the faeries, and he, one of them, had learned long ago to humble himself for the protection of women. Why did these brutes go waltzing around wherever they pleased? He wasn't sure if they ought to follow, and paid Lumiya a questioning glance, looking for her approval. But under his breath he muttered to her, I don't know why this keeps happening, exasperated.

With a curt whip of her muzzle in the intruder's direction, she coaxed Fionn to come follow him with her. We'll gladly escort you out, sir. She announced rather sternly. Truly, it was odd how many strangers they'd encountered. Sure, they weren't the size of something like the Empire, but their presence was undeniable. Perhaps my patrols should become more frequent, though I'd have trouble finding the time to hunt. She thought aloud.

Sorry for closing the thread! :’>

Though even as he turns his back to the two wolves behind him, he glances back as he listens to the male mumble lowly to monochromatic she-wolf. The words don’t bother him. He’s too lazy tonight to have any type of confrontation. So he’ll go peacefully. Then as the other wolf speaks of escorting him out, he exhales a laugh. “Be my guest.”

no worries! ^^

Lumiya decided to escort, and so Fionn followed. He doesn't appreciate the way the man laughs; finds him condescending- but Fionn was a bit abrasive with most men, it seemed. At the faerie's comment, he shakes his head worriedly. No, m'lady, you ought not risk yourself... it is me who should be patrolling more, ah, my apologies... please keep yourself safe within the territory... He pleaded, uncaring as how pathetic he might sound to their unwelcome guest. All he wanted was to keep these women safe from trespassers like this- who could tell what might've happened if he was just a minute later to arrive? It was his duty to protect the faeries, and yet he was not even first to show on the scene... he would beat himself up about this for days.

She raised a judgmental eyebrow at the intruding hyena of a man. Of course he wasn't intimidated by them, he could probably take them both with a leg stuck in quicksand. Still, she found his demeanor rather disrespectful. Trespassing was a big deal, no matter the intentions, and he should be glad he came across such an understanding queen that wasn't as ruthless as her parents. These emotions were kept quiet and under wraps as she now just wanted the man out of their home.

Thank you, Fionn — though it isn't only your responsibility to keep us safe. We could all work a little harder to ensure this doesn't happen in the future. She answered as they neared the border.

Donovan only listens to the two of them talk to each other. Easily following them out of their borders without so much as a compliant. The scent of their borders died along with the rain and so did the accuracy of his nose. He’s grateful they decide not to treat him as a threat, for he didn’t feel like dirtying his teeth on such a ‘fine’ night.

As soon as they lead him to the edges of their border, they can consider him as good as gone.

He nodded quietly at her statements, agreeable, knowing he ought not to question them- though his heart wanted his beloved friends and family to stay safe in the heart of the territory. Soon enough they found their way to the border, and their unwelcome guest departed- Fionn watched him leave, making sure he truly dissapeared rather than turning back. Once he was a speck in the distance, the boy turned his ruby gaze to Lumiya, cracking a slight proud smile.

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After watching the large male leave their territory and, eventually, their sight, she turned to Fionn with a tired yet accomplished sigh. I suppose we should be heading back and out of this rain, we'll catch a cold if not. She suggested gently, soaked to the bone. She turned her body then, head turned to look at Fionn before ultimately leaving for her den despite his choice to stay out in the rain or not.

Fionn would follow loyally, chuckling a Right, best we stay safe and healthy, if we have to deal with more like 'im anyways. And he shook silvery head slightly, shaking out his fur a respectable distance off before catching up to his queen, happy to head back to the heart of the territory.