Stone cold miracle

Keith had changed, just as she planned. Along with the rituals she had performed, the trauma he had triggered the darkness within him. It took over, and there was no semblance of Keith left in him. If he was trapped like Bane was and could only come out under certain circumstances she didn't know. If Keith was permanently locked within the mind of the whole male, it didn't matter, it made things easier for her and her goddess.

Slipping into her store room, she collected ew herbs for the healing northerner. Wrapping them in a sliver of baher the priestess searched for him, trying to locate his scent in the winding tunnels. It was a while before she saw the white pelt half in, half out of one of the entrance. She chuffed to get his attention, slipping past him. "Greetings, Moon Bane." She took to greeting him by his alter-ego's ever since the transition occurred. Bane despised the other male, thought he was weak. It would not bode well for her to provoke him that way.