Fairspell Meadow The webs we weave

"That is not for you to decide." The wraith spoke little more then the truth, true this one may hold a higher rank then her. But what such decisions were in the Alpha's paws, not this girls. "I'm well aware of my rank and place, but I do not have time to waste arguing or fighting; unless you want herbs stocked for the winter I suggest you leave me to my duty or take it up with the Alpha." The serpent wasn't here to play games, much less to appeal to someone who they believed to be high and mighty for no apparent reason.

Ears flicking, the witch passed the dark women again only to pluck at certain types of berries which would be dried and used later on as was needed. But Abelinda knew better then to take those eyes off of the enraged women, simply she waited for this one to act out before returning the favor. Then again this one best keep an eye out for this little healer, for she maybe just be tending to Nemesis wounds one day..and slip something extra into that healing paste.