Haunted Wood Welcome to my domain

the howl takes her a moment to place — nevertheless, the warlord rises from her resting place and makes haste to meet to howl at it’s source. it is only a few moments before her arrival that she recognized the notes of the golden man. he had done nothing especially noteworthy of her attention, though she supposed it was better than another challenger. 

she slows to a stop as she comes upon the pair, auds pressed forward and angling first toward the stranger, and then the soldier. ”what is this?” comes her inquiry, blunt as she focuses her attention on the man.