There once was a girl passing Rorikstead.
“Keep to the path” A famer said.
“Across the plains a beast hunts far and wide”.
“be safe young thing, for there’s nowhere to hide”.
“’Tis Whiterun I’m heading, so plains I must go”.
Said the girl in light armor and a her side, a bow.
“Not beast I fear for I hunt my prey”.
“No time to wait, no… nay”
The village watched with hope and dread
Did the residents of the village Rorikstead.
The traveler carried on for she did insist.
And soon she disappeared in the thick mist.
Across the plains a mighty howl cried out.
The girl ran faster and gave a despairing shout.
“ The hunts began, I was told I was scorned”.
“If I’m late again, Hircine knows I was warned”.
She dropped to all fours and ran even faster,
As the huntsman’s horn called out, carrying words of the master.
The female werewolf ran hard across the ground,
Her paws barely even making a sound.
So if you travel from Rorikstead,
To see a girl pass with speed in her tread.
Turn back around lest you find your fate.
After all,
there’s nothing in Whiterun which couldn’t wait.
There once was a girl passing Rorikstead.
“Keep to the path” A famer said.
“Across the plains a beast hunts far and wide”.
“be safe young thing, for there’s nowhere to hide”.
“’Tis Whiterun I’m heading, so plains I must go”.
Said the girl in light armor and a her side, a bow.
“Not beast I fear for I hunt my prey”.
“No time to wait, no… nay”
The village watched with hope and dread
Did the residents of the village Rorikstead.
The traveler carried on for she did insist.
And soon she disappeared in the thick mist.
Across the plains a mighty howl cried out.
The girl ran faster and gave a despairing shout.
“ The hunts began, I was told I was scorned”.
“If I’m late again, Hircine knows I was warned”.
She dropped to all fours and ran even faster,
As the huntsman’s horn called out, carrying words of the master.
The female werewolf ran hard across the ground,
Her paws barely even making a sound.
So if you travel from Rorikstead,
To see a girl pass with speed in her tread.
Turn back around lest you find your fate.
After all,
there’s nothing in Whiterun which couldn’t wait.