NovemberStorm wrote:The small fae yawned sleepily, opening her golden orbs and scanning the den. Slicking her paw a few times she rode to her feet and stretched each of her legs. She did notice Molag wasn't in the den but she knew he would have left to make sure Dremora was okay and to keep watch over everything. She slowly made her way to the entrance of her den and glanced to the rocks the three wolves sat upon. She smiled at them kindly, before taking a seat by her den.

Users browsing this forum: No registered users and 1 guest