The sun was shining bright through the leaves of the forest, a soft breeze was passing by as it seemed it was the perfect day to find a bride to the Avvar of Lion-Hold. Mostly it was the goading of the elders for Thane Cullen whom they needed desperately to settle down and finally take a wife. He was currently walking down a path, deep in thought as he walked over the logs and the larger sticks on the ground. What did he want in a woman? What if no one agrees? Worries and thoughts were circling in his head as he continued down the path, till he heard the soft sound of... humming? Singing? He crouched down and made sure he was covered, unsure if this was a friend or an enemy. He got low and hid in the tall grass as he got a closer look at who it was.

A woman by herself? Near the river? he thought to himself as he watched you.