Blackfeather Woods You thought I'd just abandon you?

Potema was stunned by the barrenness of the Woods. While it still carried its foreboding nature, it was a shadow of its former self. There were no caws from the resident dark birds; the Woods had an overwhelming emptiness and deadness to it that made the hairs on the back of her neck stand on end. Potema felt her stomach gurgle, and the white witch scowled. She cursed Namira and Peyrite for the curse of pestilence brought upon the land, but stepped forth to the borders of her home. She needed to commune with Mother. She had wanted to for so long, first to try it, then to see if Pietro was alright in the Void, now to ask for her Mother's assistance.

Potema's head tipped back and she called for @Burke , her voice echoing through the barren trees. She hated seeing her mother's once proud forest brought low by the likes of mere insects, and wondered if she could have listened and looked for clues, telltale signs of their coming sooner. But she was a mere mortal playing the game of gods. She had little power in all of this. She would have to ask Mother when the time came.