[center][h1][url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/5157622][color=goldenrod]Elra Silverfang[/color][/url][/h1][/center]
[indent][b][u]Night of the Selection[/u][/b]
Location: Dancing Badger, Timberholde, Ovyadell [/indent]
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Elra finally got to the point she could relax as the pair flee. Her horse carrying supplies. She thought that was better than the horse trying to kill her. She knew that some of the group would think of her as being not worth much because she did not go sniff around the vaults. But there had been so many people in there the place stunk of humans even from the door. 

She waited to see who would take her as their roommate. She wanted so bad to change form and stretch out on a blanket on the floor by the fire and be free of these robes. Her senses of smell, dark vision, and hearing were better in her wolf form. Most of the time she would feel the vibrations in her body of someone walking on the floor. She would want the door ajar enough to open it.  

She asked people, “Anyone wish to have their rooms warded? You will find, I am very protective of my people and their things.” She continued, “If your within the ward at the casting you can pass through it without alarm.”