Blacktail Deer Plateau for you did murder kate mccannon

thorn slid into a sitting pose, studying the sylph as she gently pulled closer. he did not much care for the idea he might be intimidating her -- she was so delicate, so finely wrought -- that the idea of startling her caused thorn to try to bend and contort his frame until he was as disarming as possible.

he would have never afforded this courtesy to a male -- but ruenna was not male, and so, was exposed to a softer side to the eyjolfur.

her pack was not familiar to the hound, but he was surprised to learn she was one of the very wolves that had once resided here. tactfully keeping his voice low, thorn spoke to her in as refained a manner as he could. "thorn eyjolfur. what happened to this plateau?"