Blackfeather Woods hello? is there anybody in there?

yes — yes, power within maegi, power enough to ground blackfeather. but relmyna noted the sickening tremble that weakened the girl's legs momentarily, the aura of something darker that clung like burrs to the melonii's spirit. and yet relmyna could not decipher it, could not decide what it was she disliked about the strong magicks that maegi carried. danger, came a feminine whisper, and then no more.
yes, relmyna whispered, and locked away in their own heads. their birthright, perhaps, to follow what we cannot understand. she did not know if maegi had ever questioned their parentage; your daughters seemed to the sensitive listener an implication that they were not sisters to the scarred youth before her. 
however she chose not to take that path of conversation, instead turning to the subject of ramsay and euron. they came a moon ago, but they did not stay. her heart thrummed with pain for a moment; her lips tightened, and the patchwork wolfess fell into a quietude.