Blackfeather Woods Shadows fall

[table width=80%][tr][td]Damien was always so serious, Nyx found, and it made him strangely attractive. Nyx was a sucker for masculinity and power, and her Forest King might be the definition of both of those words. At least, in Nyx's dictionary he was. Her ears perked up slightly at his words, not understanding them at first (not even the tone in which he spoke sounded familiar) but it soon dawned on her. Their union - their partnership, no matter what kind, was official now. She smiled an eerie, unusual smile that was neither charming nor sinister.

She tilts her head up more to look him in his silvery eyes, nodding at his words; smile turning into a revenge-filled smirk. Until then... She said softly; it was her way of saying goodbye. As he turned, so did she, returning to her spot near the border where she sat down more confident now.[/tr][/td][/table]