Blackfeather Woods No rest for the weary

Yes, last post from me.

Satisfied that her name had finally been revealed, Quiet nodded contently, intent on leaving. The Dark Sister had better things to do than to have a one-sided chat with a mute. She was happy that she would not have to go through her time here with a demeaning nickname like Mutt or Coyote-spawn or something even cruder. Here, she would be spoken to like an equal - by everyone. With a pleased smile, Quiet bowed her head submissively and wandered away, back into the shadows of the forest she now lived in.