She had been lurking...hunting...hiding in the shadows. It is what she did, what hellhounds do, but it was time she took a more active role. Jesper the "champion" was no more, he didn't even show up to his challenge.
She waltzed around, the isles new champion, yet no one knew her...besides the golden ice king. And speaking of the devil, his scent runs past her snout. With a grin she begins to track him, to appear from the shadows right before him.
Leilan, she says as she finds him, perhaps looking for a moment of peace...yet there wasn't time for that. It's been a while, but don't worry I've been watching the territory. Even if he hadn't seen her in the flesh and blood.