Blackfeather Woods story of the night

@Lusa I'm here to help! I'm going for chronicler too. :D

The priestess had a strange fondness for the Wispmother's Grotto. She established the place as a meeting grounds for her pack, because of how calm and silent it was. It was not a familiar place to many in her pack, which in a way, forced them together. It was also beautiful, with the wisps dancing in the air above, shrouded by the mists that separated this part of the swamp from the rest.

She took the time to come here when she needed to think; the silence provided her the chance to meditate away from the dark forest. Meldresi breathed the clean air, letting it calm her brain. She had a lot going on in her life, but it was only natural for an alpha, and one who was ruling alone. The dark priestess sighed, closing her eyes for a brief moment. When she opened her eyes again, she said a wisp in the air, and a wolfess nosing it. "Lusa." She greeted her, recognizing the wolf.