Raisa has returned! Her announcement ringing out over the stillness of the north, whispering between rock and snowfall as it carried on the cold wind. She had come and she had also requested the presence of its Queen, too. Wardruna did not feel the matter was urgent, not in the manner the arrival Sølvi had been, yet still Wardruna heeded the summons with a swift lope, howling out in return to allow the woman to know she was on her way.

To the visitor's dens the call had led and the scene revealed the sisters along side and unknown creature. The man was a strange one indeed. While the look of Raisa one could tell she was not all entirely wolf - the more rounded features, the kink in her tail that left it curled always and the obvious stripes (she born of the Yggdrasil and thus, Wardruna believed she had the blood of tigers in her) - this man here did not look at all like a wolf. At least any she had ever seen.

He was a great massive thing of thick, stout build, with fallen ears (perhaps the cold had damaged them?) a with a wide, boxy snout with lips that hung awkwardly off of it. Even his eyes seemed to droop a bit too, sad looking… Yet whatever he was (she was curious and so, would need to inquire one day what land he came from) he would be welcomed here, so long as he kept the shine in Raisa's sunset eyes which she held now.

Raisa, it is good to have you back. She smiles, boisterous with the elated air here. Welcome to the mountains of Nordfall, stranger. I am Wardruna Stormborn, it's Queen.