Overture Downs So it begins

That was very much true, Morgäna didn't play by the sames rules that everyone did. But she'd played along if she must and it seemed this one was questioning her way of doing things, she could of laughed at the male but she did not. That dark head titled slightly however. "To the north of here." It was an answer to one of his earlier questions, but she'd say no more then that. "You should have them tended to." The dark women merely stated the obvious, knowing even with the wounds perhaps closed as they are, they could reopen easily and cause quite a sever infection. As for his question. "The place I had once called 'home'; no longer exist." Silently she was somewhat cursing the male for eating in front of her, but Morgäna kept silent on the matter.