Blackfeather Woods No rest for the weary

Ah, the game had begun. Excellent. Quiet sat down, wondering what Nemesis would start with. She had gotten some more than amusing answers as a first start. Some were insulting, others strange and out of place. But most of them never failed to make her laugh (silently). This one, however, was right on track. It would often take a while for someone to get on that vein of names (surprisingly). Quiet nodded once, not wholeheartedly. She lifted a paw and gestured for her to go on.