Dragoncrest Cliffs [Mudwallow Lowlands] Tresspasser

They were not deep in the territory, but they lingered within. Rosalyn had searched since catching the trail and it did not take long to get a glimpse of their form within the muddy shoals south of their territory. Not slinking through, but simply standing.

Her lip curled. Was this an insult? A challenge? Whatever it was, she would happily teach them the wrong of it.

Rosalyn did not outright attack, but her eye was sharp as she approached, and lifting her head she loosed a rumbling growl. You are either lost or foolish. They would not have long to explain.