Blackfeather Woods remember when you were young, you shone like the sun

Nyx frowned at Maegi then. Though she knew the other to be smart, this was no situation to just shrug off. If her mother wasn't going to teach her that some things were actually dangerous, then she would. She casually made her way to between Maegi and the clearing that held the toxic spores, blocking her way if she decided to go back to it.

She shook her head, remaining calm no matter the frustration that was brewing in her gut. She normally didn't have to deal with wolves like Cicero or other "drug addicts", nor intoxicated wolves, so this situation was fairly new to her. If you die, you die. There is not much to it, Maegi. She replied softly. How are we supposed to know and understand that what can not and never will be explained to us? She tried to reason with herself here as much as with Maegi.

Now, come. Let us find something else to entertain us. She requested.