Solas eyed the spell, huffing quietly as it alerted the stranger to his presence. She spoke Elvhen, but he did not know her. Though he could guess what she was, given the stench of dragon so heavily imbued into her scent. Another huff, loud enough for the woman to hear.
He did not want to shift back, not at the moment. He'd been enjoying his time in the wilderness. It was like he was chasing a memory, Mythal running through the woods, hiding, whilst he hunted her. They'd been young and had enjoyed such things, then.
The wolf flicked its ears, and carefully stepped into view. Seated itself, studying the woman. If she pulled her sword, he'd react. But for now, he watched. Ears swivelled towards the quiet, but nearby, whimper of a child.
Fear was that way. Right behind him and to the left. He did not shift because he did not want too; but he had also promised Vela that he would lay low. Rumors of the Dread Wolf could circulate, as long as nobody ever viewed his body — they could not be allowed to put a face to the wolf.
He did not want to shift back, not at the moment. He'd been enjoying his time in the wilderness. It was like he was chasing a memory, Mythal running through the woods, hiding, whilst he hunted her. They'd been young and had enjoyed such things, then.
The wolf flicked its ears, and carefully stepped into view. Seated itself, studying the woman. If she pulled her sword, he'd react. But for now, he watched. Ears swivelled towards the quiet, but nearby, whimper of a child.
Fear was that way. Right behind him and to the left. He did not shift because he did not want too; but he had also promised Vela that he would lay low. Rumors of the Dread Wolf could circulate, as long as nobody ever viewed his body — they could not be allowed to put a face to the wolf.
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