Hushed Willows Could've been the wine

Her snarl, raging through the willows as she emerged from it's beauty like raining embers, and her roar directed toward the large feline ahread, "Beast!" Orlaith growled, her head low in an attack-like stance, but tail high with dominance as she glared at the intruder. There was already three others who were here before herself, but the flaming warrior took no notice at them in the moment, as she cared more toward what was in front of her.

"Leave this land or face my fangs!"