Valdís eyed the glowing lights suspiciously. She knew better than to tamper with spirits and she had no desire to get close enough for something terrible to happen to her. She'd heard stories of people getting possessed or being driven mad by spirits. There were some, she supposed, who had managed to make bargains with them to gain favors in return but it just wasn't worth the risk to her. The feline that was traveling with the wolf stated that this area was indeed home to spirits of ancient times.
"I see. Are you making offerings to them or something?"
The man asked her name and she responded. "I'm Valdís Thyre, warrior of Crew. You also smell like you're from a pack. Is there a pack down here?"
