Hushed Willows Could've been the wine

Silence enveloped the feline that watched these proceedings from afar, well, not too far. Canines were silly creatures, they seemed to forget that something bigger than them could be right above their heads. A cat knew how to make themselves invisible, knew how to hide their scent but she had not been too careful. If they were willing, they would smell a whiff of her just above the scent of lavender and mint.

Eyes of honey and spring looked over the willow filled land with content but what was this? How interesting, another of her kind had entered the same place she waa hiding. It was not she that they noticed but him, well, it wasn't hard as he just strolled in with a purpose on his mind. Still, he waa the reason she waa even in this fairy filled land. It was his scent on the child that she traced, a wolf cub. Had he finally realized that children we not such a bad idea, ah, that would be nice wouldn't it?

She listened to their conversation, how this strange bird-wolf bonded pair thing seemed to be oblivious to the danger even when the bird warned him. She finally gave a cuffing sound, low enough that might only catch his attention but another joined. One claiming to be a queen among fae, funny how this little thing had asked his purpose like he had to answer. Her tail flicked at the snowy owl perched on her shoulder, these canines were peculiar. The only question was, should she jump down and try to get to his tree now or stay in her perch? If Virtute met her gaze she might think about it, maybe after another round of why are you here? or maybe if someone acknowledged the question he asked.