One with the Wind and Sky

My soul is spiraling in frozen

Elsa Winterfell

fractals all around

Elsa shook her head, completely calmed down when the woman asked if she was a godling. "I d-don't actually h-have powers ma'am. My pack just t-thought that I did because I was born as a white wolf with blue eyes and so I had to run." She explained further, a troubled look on her mind. She had been sick of traveling with no use to her herbal knowledge. If she was truly the matriarch of a pack then there was a possibility that she could join up with them.


"Well, if you're of a mind, come to the Rock Garden sometime. We have places for all wolves, even the cursed, providing you don't freeze my followers." She gave a small laugh when she said not to freeze her followers. "I would never, even if I had these so called p-powers." She said with a duck to her head. "C-could I stay in Ebony? I'm so sick of traveling and in a pack I can put my herbal knowledge to use." She asked with a calm and collected tone. She felt comfortable around her.