Blackfeather Woods Send shivers down my spine

Anything but doubt did she her own beliefs; once one was so fixated on something, it became a reality only to them. It was hard - impossible, even - for someone to doubt their own, morphed reality even if they wanted to. While Damien and her had had their... disagreements, there was no denying something beautiful was sparking between them; just like the bond between her and Atshen had been growing ever since their final fight. Even if the relation had roots drinking from a mindless offering - a decision not made by the pair itself -, what they ultimately had was that counted. No one - not even Nemesis - could steal that away from her; from them as a whole.

Nyx scoffed. Nyx. She corrected - not interested in Nemesis' mind games. It was then she started to move; slowly at first, but trotting soon after. She had had enough of it and would return to her Super Secret Hiding Spot where she had hid the tongue and other valuable items she had collected (Which included but was not limited to; poison ivy, a peculiar stone and a random sturdy stick she had wanted to use for something but had forgotten what) - if Nemesis didn't have the balls or will to stop her from doing so.