Blackfeather Woods Black on black

The moons that had passed had gifted the ghost with many new skills and gifts. She grew taller and lankier, though she shared little words yet -- none in a language that others spoke, anyway. The pale child had learned some, for there were others like @Damien and @Nocturnal that would use words in her presence or try to teach her, but her attention span was often short and she seemed to have little interest in words. @Relmyna was her example in this. While at times the pale child would use words, usually she would spout nonsense and for real communication, she used body language, growls and yips.

The pale child had played with @Astara earlier and had been bested by the dark one. Eventually the dark one had grown tired and the pale child had rested briefly to catch her breath before taking off for a solo adventure this time.

As the pale child, a beacon in the midst of the dark forest, snuck between trees and followed narrow paths voices that whispered in her ears guided her to where she must be. Large pale ears turned forward as she reached the garden with the illuminated flowers. The ghost was captivated by them and she took a few careful steps forward. The light of the moon illuminated her fur to make her look as if she gave light herself. When she heard a sound her pale gaze instantly shifted towards the silhouette at the frays of the area, searching for his eyes to assess friend or foe.

tags for reference, let me know if any of these assessments are untrue/need editing. :)