Blackfeather Woods the stars, the moon, they have all been blown out

Wrapping this up!

Insanity. Shego's punishment for the stranger's ignorance of course was much more malicious, but Lakhesis was not against it. She prowled ever closer with light, dancing steps, sharing the knowing glance and screeching laughter with her sister. Atropos recited the curse, one for the man's ears only, binding him to his fate. Insanity and chaos. He thought they strange; he had no idea.

Blood flew through the air. It would catch the man's dark fur and mingle, securing his fate as the vessel's magic took hold. The echoes of the shrieking curse faded into the forest, quietness once again taking hold as Shego spoke again, her glee disappearing as quickly as it had come. The other witch remained as perky as ever, tail waving to and fro as she kept her gaze upon the male. It would take a while for the curse to work, but when it did he would know.

With a final hiss from Shego, the pair then turned and scampered off into the forest, black coats melting into the darkness and leaving the man to contemplate on his insolence.