A TREMENDOUS Wall

Rhythm didn’t travel often, but with the winter quickly on its way she had agreed to a small day trip. After dosing heavily with medications for her arthritis the old woman set the pace beside Poem and Void. She had her suspicions that Poem set off in this direction to check up on Winterfell. They’d already heard about the coming raid, but the suspense seemed to weigh more heavily on the pack than the actual act.

Those thoughts lingered in her mind as her blind form continued forward slowly, the younger two had scouted ahead. Poem left her two companions with her for protection. The old woman meandered easily when the scent of cat wafted towards her. Back in her day she wouldn’t have batted an eye, but now she was vulnerable to most everything out there. Worried only a little she came to a slow halt, silver flecked features turned curiously towards the creature. ”Hello?” She ventured curiously, wondering if they were close enough to Winterfell she could call on Drifa once more.