surely not today

With her den bordering the Weeping Woods, all scents drifted her way. When the scent of an unknown wolf met dusty blue nares, the giantess was instantly on her paws and moving in that direction. With children moving freely through the territory, one couldn't be too cautious. Resin had known some truly evil wolves in her day and wouldn't put it past a stranger to abduct or harm an unchaperoned child. Not on her watch.

Thick, powerful legs carried the woman into the forest of streams and willows. Following her nose brought her straight to the unfamiliar scent. It was a smaller fae, dark in color. The woman was laying alone, inspecting something in front of her. Suspicion arose. Though this was not the territory of the Armada, their scent was strong on it. Why would a lone wolf want to come so close to an unknown pack of wolves?

Striding forward, the woman made her presence known by purposefully stepping on a dried branch which snapped loudly, killing the silence. The hulking woman lowered her head to the other woman's level, the ruined side of her face, complete with missing eye, clearly visible. Lips pulled back from wickedly sharp teeth and, thanks to damaged vocal cords, her words were low and growling. "Who might you be?" Her tone wasn't accusing, but the look on her scarred visage was quite serious.