Blood in the Snow [Winter Seasonal - Solo]

There was a commotion, but Noelle was not aware of it until she just so happened to stumble across the bloody scene as she made her way along behind the wall. Her poor vision would shield the carnage, but her nose would pick up on it. The scent of blood and desperation, and of course, the shining white horned horse that lived among them. She had been making trips back and forth between the Estuary and the little garden plot she had set up in the Plains, seeking out seeds and other things she could plant in an effort to grow her own herbs. But it seemed that at some point during her time in the Estuary, trouble had come to Valhalla. Her fur bristled in alarm, and she didn't know whether to keep going and see if someone needed help, or if she should run to the communal den for safety. Her heart beat fast as she tried to make the decision, but when she heard the snort of the stallion and the lack of sound from the coyotes, she could only assume the stallion had managed to drive them off.

She carefully picked her way along the wall, almost tripping over a crushed coyote. Shuddering, she skittered away from the wall and nearly came face to hoof with the giant. Tilting her head up and slightly to the side, she could see that Taliesyn had succeeded. "Sir Taliesyn! Are you alright? I smell blood and...well...I imagine this is your doing? Are you injured?"