spirits in my head and they won't go

the form of a large man exited the trees at her words. he was mostly a smokey hue with flecks of white, and his eyes were not red but a deep autumn hue. the only man she had seen that had crimson eyes and a dark coat... well, she did not want to think about it. this one was an older male, with pack scent on his coat. she relaxed her shoulders a bit at his considerate words, shaking her head slightly. "this land is free; you do not intrude" Heloise replied calmly.

aware of the pack near this area yet not the name of it, she realized his scent was the same. he must live close then compared to her trek from the north. "but yes. it is a fine evening" she stared around the pair of them, smiling gently. "I live in the north; I almost forgot what foliage looked like that was not covered in snow" she'd chuckle, feeling a bit chatty with a stranger. it wasn't often she got to socialize with others outside of Winterfell since she joined the pack. "I am Heloise. who might you be?"