Roleplay from Selenia JeVondair
all nobles of Greater Xavax
The howl of a wolf can be heard from a distance of over 6 miles.
Direwolves, some as large as small horses, range over much larger territories, detectable from a long range away.
And apparently there was the full grown mother plus all of her pups howling in the enclosed space of the Eerie...
Selenia, exhausted, woke with a start, knife in hand and disoriented, delirious look, curling protectively over her stomach with no clear idea of what was happening. No one would ever figure out where the weapon had come from, or how it seemed to simply appear in her hand, but Selenia held it point out, eyes still blinded by sleep. Her expression was calm, as it usually was, but she was hyperventilating, panicking...
The tip of the blade pointed this way and that with lightning speed every time she picked out a new sound. She rubbed her eyes, trying desperately to clear her vision and protect her baby. It's common knowledge that Selenia fought her way into the nobility, hunting undead and monsters...like direwolves. She must be reliving the trauma of a particularly bad hunt.
One where she'd ended up being the one that was hunted...
