Blackfeather Woods the old gods and the new

[table width=80%][tr][td]Nyx was perplexed to see the bulk of a man that was Damien still and to hear his first threatening growl thin and disappear. The constellations on her face shifted as her expression softened, listening intently to his words with deep appreciation for what he was doing. While she already suspected that her brother's relationship with Damien was one trying to balance on very thin ice and would stay so for, perhaps, the remainder of her life - but, she had not expected Damien to let her keep Atshen.

Thank you - I will make sure he will not get in your way. It was quite hard to speak of her brother as someone in her Dark Master's way, but it was necessary to make her promise last. She would not allow this kind of fight to become a recurring thing and wished not to see who would win if she were not around.[/tr][/td][/table]