Larkcall Lowlands haunted to be wanted

She had recently learned that a presence existed near the ferns, but had yet to actually intercept any kind of knowledge about the wolves. This was the first information supplied to her ears and it utterly confused her, though her countenance remained blank of any internal workings. It wasn't so much that she thought Kjors to be untrustworthy, but rather that the description of this community as being overly aggressive didn't fit what she herself had experience. Countless times she had crossed through the ferns, and passed their borders, yet never had she encountered much less been attacked by any of them. Perhaps she had been lucky, unintentionally passing through gaps in their patrols?

Her thoughts were cut short when the man shifted, posture clearly indicating his intentions before the words could even follow. Though left with questions, the woman couldn't say she was disappointed that the man wanted to depart so swiftly. Rather, she was indifferent to individual, and content to carry on her own way. Perhaps she would go to take a closer look at the wolves who had laid claim so close to her beloved red sea.

With a curt smile the paladin responded.

"Nah, I'll let you be on your way," she said, turning as well toward her own intended direction. This encounter would certainly be relayed to @Spieden regardless, information given about what this man had said about the mysterious pack that lay between their worlds.

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