Blackfeather Woods the gull’s way and the whale’s way

With a high head did she watch their former captive, shrinking beside her. Nyx did not move and let the underfed female touch her, knowing that even if she tried to fight, it was likely she wouldn't win. The disowned daughter cleared her throat with a flick of her speckled ear, turning to where she knew lay the Weeping Meadow. As far as Nyx knew, not many dared to come close, and so it was a perfect way of escape. Of course, she wasn't planning to take the weak mute through the dangerous meadow, just around. On the borders is where she would be left to flee for herself.