Kennels
Castle Anvard
Lanisen is not immediately visible in the kennels. What is visible is a wall of haybales stacked nearly to the ceiling, encircling the area around the hearth but for a narrow doorway, which is covered with a blanket. The main room is cooler than usual, probably due to the heat trapped and concentrated behind the bales.
Reina slips through the door of the kennels, closing it quickly behind her and running a hand through the thick fall of her hair. “Heya boy,” she murmurs to a hound padding up for attention. Easing a step or two further into the building, she lifts her eyebrows at the sight of the hay bales. “Erm… did someone rob the stables or something?” Creeping toward the blanket-covered doorway, the young now teenager crouches down, lifting two fingers to pull aside the blanket just far enough to peer in with one large blue eye.