Ravensblood Forest just don't know if i can do it all again, she said it’s true

Sap dribbled from the trees, keeping Rose at bay from their undesired touch. The last thing the paladin desired was to clean out the sticky substance from his fur, and God forbid that it would find its way to somewhere he could not reach on his own. Carefully he padded his way through the woods, wishing to find the exit long after he had found himself too deep into the bleeding woods than he liked. 

Eventually, he came across a raven-pelted woman. Another with strange coloring as Rhaella. This one's pelt shimmered like the feathers of a raven, while his own princess had the stars within her pelt. Both were equally eye-catching to someone with such a dull, unimpressive pellage such as himself. The wolves here were all so colourful than the white and grey dominant genes of the north. 

What are you looking for? With her nose pressed against the ground, she was searching for something... perhaps a way out, like himself.