Blackfeather Woods what is the color of night?

Kotake returning!

She did not linger long upon the ridge. The return-trip did not take much time at all once Kotake regained her bearings. Her entrance to the dark forest came without fanfare; she was silent, as always, and swift upon her feet. As she crossed one of the many lines of scattered bone she chose to stop. To inspect. To think fondly of her forest home and those that dwelt within it. Except that her sister still did not dwell with her, and all efforts to the contrary had failed thus far. She would not be deterred. Kotake was as strong-willed as Koume, as fierce and as committed. With an idle flick of her paw Kotake sent one of the animal skulls tumbling and it clattered against a pile of debris. She moved on through the wood, her mind filled with too many heavy thoughts.