Blackfeather Woods I am a lost boy from Neverland

Her hackles bristled and raised, something rarely seen from Nyx. Given her rather calm nature, it'd take a great deal to upset the Dark Mistress this much. So far, only her mother, Atshen and Vaati had gotten this reaction, as far as she could remember. She supposed she could add the tiny fox to her list now. Silently, she snickered as her form slammed into the wall. It was a form of physical comedy for her. How much she wanted this creature to be her mother could not be described.

As the tiny fae tried to dart between her speckled legs, Astrid sat down in the hopes of trapping her underneath her or at least block the tiny entrance. This, too, humored her quite a bit.