Blackfeather Woods Blind with thoughts.

The "aura" that leads Potema to Kendra is her scent trail. She's mostly focusing on her headache right now so she doesn't connect the dots. :P

Emotions had a way of affecting the air around them. It was part of the magic of the forest, the emotions of the pack. And now Potema could feel an overwhelming, choking sadness that far surpassed the aura she felt when her mother died. It permeated the forest, stilling even the crows and ravens ahead. Potema gulped quietly as she walked through the woods, her head throbbing as she sensed the center of the sadness. Burke and Nemesis, to her knowledge, were gone, so it could only be one person...

Kendra slumped over the wilted garden, her eyes blank and unseeing. Potema gulped again, her head throbbing matching her heartbeat. It was as if the plants had sensed Kendra's grief or Pietro's death, or a combination of both. The untapped magical prowess that Kendra had, one that she had sensed slightly the first time she met the Meldresi-lookalike, became even clearer to her now that she saw the scene. The white witch walked closer to Kendra, her steps quiet as she approached, hesitant and uncomfortable. She was adept in using herbs and magic, at identifying plants and sensing magical auras, but was pathetic at relationships and speaking to people. Potema sat a foot away from the dark princess, sitting and trying to muster the urge to speak to her little grieving sister.