situated 'tween the mortal && spirit realms ; it isn't very common for people to wander into her territory. an eternal winter storm often deterred visitors from her shrine. calm one moment then suddenly whipping winds and a flurry of snow - unsafe. this was no holy place. a passage for spirits , the undead. footsteps . . not her own. it garners the fox's attention , glowing amethyst eyes from a distance. she blends in , a hunter at heart.
she remains unmoved , however. observing from a distance - safe for herself and . . them. a guardian stirred by the presence of an OUTSIDER. || starter call / @noircisaint










