When the day had passed and the moon had risen did the speckled woman open her mismatched eyes. Nestled against her lover, she stayed still for a small moment. Hearing his breathing was somehow calming to her- not that she doubted that he was alive still. She wouldn't lose him a third time... Or would it be the 4th? She had lost track, but what mattered more is that they were together now. And together they would stay, to restore their home's former glory.

She shifted, picking up her star-kissed head carefully. The night has come. She said softly, nearly gently, to wake her Prince up.

That he awoke and slept with her was a huge gesture of love, Nyx found. Though she knew some that hailed the night and shunned the daylight, she was usually alone with the ravens and the occasional night creature when she patrolled the border and hunted rabbits out of their holes. But tonight wasn't just any night. Today wasn't a celebration either. Moths tickled her insides as she thought of the deed they would do, or at least attempt to.

She closed her eyes once more when her lover came close enough to touch, soft tongue sweeping gently through his fur to perhaps make the awakening easier on him. When he announced he was ready for what they had planned, the midnight woman slithered her way out of their home, stopping just outside so Damien could take the lead. She obviously had no experience with contacting the dead.

As she waited for her lover to gather their supplies, some of which she hardly recognized, a single raven called again. To Nyx, they all sounded the same, but little did she know it was the same raven that had called her name in its own silly language so many times already. It was spying on her, without her knowledge, but she recalled another raven wishing her good lucks on her travels when she went North to hunt. Perhaps it wanted to warn or wish her something again, but she dismissed the possibility of it even being the same raven from days ago.

When Damien emerged from their den, she inspected the herbs and skull once more before looking up at the white-eyed male when he went back. The moonstone he brought - she didn't recognize it - was found beautiful by her. Damien had all sorts of pretty things, but she wasn't very focused on trinkets and objects that carried her memories. Or magic, as it was in this case. The outside was nearly the same cold hue as Damien's eyes, while the middle part shimmered like a blue pearl. She was thought that if she could look through it and up to the night sky, she'd see the eyes of Nocturnal, but that was merely how she felt about the strange and powerful stone.

She followed the rightful king of the Woods, feeling the summer wind ruffle her pelt and arrange a different kind of sky in the patterns of her fur, through the silence before the storm. When they came to the Nightcaller Temple, she did not recall ever having spent much time there. Then again, she was fairly outside the spiral of madness that came with their belief as it had not been pressed on her. They entered and though fairly dismissive of any magic existing, she felt the same pulse and a shiver ran down her spine. She remained calm but was not able to shake the uneasy feeling as she looked at Damien arranging their supplies like he had described. She would be his anchor, attached to the real world he had to return to. I am. She answered, sure of her words and of their actions. I promise you will return with your mind and body intact. She added, reassuring that she was there for him, regardless of what would happen to him so close to The Void.

The nocturnal creature watched as her lover spoke words she didn't understand, only now beginning to doubt their actions. If only she knew what the words meant, perhaps she would be put as ease a little more, but as he began chewing and swallowing the herbs they had brought with them, she knew there was no going back. The raven behind her called out just as Damien sunk to his knees as if entranced by whatever he was experiencing, startling Nyx in the process. Not now. She replied softly, in a whisper. It stared at her with its black eyes, canting its head to the side. It was then that the raven spun and took off towards the denser part of the woods and she saw his tail feathers disappear into the night. How peculiar.

She did not allow herself to be distracted for very long though. As soon as the raven was gone, she turned to Damien, rushing to his side with the wet ball of moss that had been prepared for their spell. She watched him, dull-eyed but still awake. Still breathing. She wondered what the world on the other side looked like, what her mate was so bravely experiencing. Her speckled tail swept protectively over his body, moss in her mouth for the right moment to wake him from the spell before it was too late.

After some time had passed, though who was to say how much had, she started to worry. Could he get out? If so, wouldn't he have done it by now? But Nyx knew that she couldn't let time tell the tale for her. When the raven returned with a friend and they both started calling, she knew what to do. She let the water fall from the moss onto Damien's face, hoping that alone would wake him, but if not; she'd try calling out his name and gently touching his body.

The night watched as he returned to their realm, the ravens cawing in the background making the grounds they stood on even more eerie. The air got thick and cold before the summer air swept it away, a remnant of The Void Nyx supposed. Her speckled face hovered above her lover's, happy to see him alive. She had not doubted that she could wake him again, he had trusted her with the task and therefore she must've done it regardless of her capability to do so. Without him, their cause was as good as dead. Nyx wasn't a Melonii, after all.

When he came back, Nyx retreated to give him some space before asking; Did you find her? Did she say something?

She smiled, as well as Nyx could do that, giving him a quick kiss to further awaken him from the spell he had put upon himself. But there was not much time to celebrate his safe return to their realm. There was business to do, and a lot of it at that. They couldn't await a more perfect moment than this one to disperse, if Meldresi said this was the time. Now was their hour and she was willing to chose Damien over her biological family anyday. They were a team.

I will inform @Aries immediately. We will leave tonight if we have to. She spoke faster than she realized, her usual calming way of getting words to others overshadowed by the excitement and fear of the last few moments. Will you be alright? She asked, not wanting him to push through more hardships than he had already been through.