she slept with wolves without fear
Tiberios eh?
She’s heard of the Falls king of course, but she knows little about him. He’s a quiet king of a quiet kingdom and has done little of note besides rise to the throne. Normally she would have paid him little attention, but for whatever reason he’s caught her benefactor’s attention. So here she is.
She stops at the border of the kingdom, dark eyes taking in what little she can see. From her position she cannot hear the famed waterfall, but roaring in her ears tells her that it must be close by. She is curious to see it. But, not yet. As quiet and weak as the Falls is, it would not do to offend them by crossing their borders without permission. She is thankful again that she has such a non-threatening appearance. Her small frame and delicate limbs mean that she would be utterly useless in any kind of fight (or at least appear to be), and her flawless acting skills only help to enhance that image when she wishes. Her new mental invisibility, thanks to her benefactor, will help any hide any stray thoughts, and the blasted ‘V’ that Demian had insisted all Valley members carry has been hidden by her ability. Of course she will still smell like the Valley, but that is easy enough to explain. To the eye and to the mental senses, she is entirely weak and inoffensive.
No members of the kingdom rush to greet her however, so she settles in to wait under the shade of a spreading oak, tiny frame almost hidden in the shadows. Hopefully someone will be along soon, though the lack of variety in horse scents does not seem promising.
for the wolves knew a lion was among them