Blackfoot Forest Otherside

she did not recieve the answer she had anticipated. the woman spoke of the here and now, but hosannah's mind had been upon the past. whatever had led the pale woman away from her previous life, whatever had struck her so strangely as to corrupt her eternal soul, these were the details hosannah sought. she chuffed softly to herself when she heard the given answer, and could not resist the sensation of her ears falling back across her head in slick formation when the white woman thanked her. it was not kindness which brought the question. hosannah desired knowledge, and with that knowledge she would judge if this newcomer was worth saving - as aaron so desperately, stupidly wished - or if hosannah was meant to purge her from this life by order of her lord.

there was time, though. hosannah would study her - in the guise of caring for her - and the truth would reveal itself. are you worried - the woman was speaking and hosannah, caught by her unending thoughts of holy things, almost didn't hear her. -about what they'll say if they find you here alone with me?

to this the woman smiled, assuming an expression of pleasant calm. hardly, she drawled as she turned her head, peering upon the girl's white hide as if she were a lamb meant for sacrifice. i am adept with herbs, and my time spent with the healer of the pack would confirm this. in other words, should she be caught, hosannah had an explanation. she drifted closer with a few quick steps, hugging the trees, and her round eyes glowed fervently through the dark. from where did you come? the woman intoned curiously.