Phantom Hollow lamb

Byll's mismatched eyes held fast to the approaching woman, and when Buffalo greeted her warmly she followed suit. A beautiful queen! With darkness ahead of her, Buffalo, she marveled at this, the Loa chattering around her head manically. It was her delusions that brought her to say such things, though also the others scent contributed to this thought. The gods know, and they tell me things. They have led us here. Byll knew of herbs good and bad, though hardly utilized the skill unless it was Buffalo who was afflicted. Mentally the she-wolf was rarely present, but the scent of her brothers blood kept her tied to this plane.