Blackfeather Woods Making my rounds

When a howl had rung out through the woods, he was quick to connect the voice to a familiar face. It was Venus, he knew, the enchantress that had summoned him what felt like ages ago by willpower alone. This time, though, she had decided to use her voice, and he had to fight with himself over whether or not he would answer. What would happen if he ignored her? What would she do? She had stolen away the control he held over himself previously, and the memory of that was enough to have him moving towards her. He was not the first to arrive, however, for others had been called as well. As the boy neared her, he discovered the pull he'd felt was no longer there. Had she lifted her hex? He certainly hoped so. Even still, he found himself moving nearer to her, greeting her with an unfamiliar softness to his voice. After, his eyes trailed over the clay bundles she had, curious of what they were.

Before he could be given his, Alexander glanced over the other attendees, curious of who all was there. He spotted his father, who was quite close to Nem... was something going on between them? Quickly, he shook his head. No, of course not. They would have told him, he was certain of it; especially if things were serious. Then he looked to Kendra, who resided near Nem as well. His gaze flickered between her and Venus, silently debating with himself something he could not understand. In the end, he remained between them, silent and standing on stiff legs.

edit; @Nemesis @Kendra @Mikasi would you guys like to go a round or two more so we can give this thread a logical ending? :o