Blackfeather Woods whispers through the trees

Malice wrinkled her nose as she look closer, but it didn't smell anything more than dirt. She could tell it were leaves, pretty leaves once, but flowers it did not have. Poison heh? Who could've ever suspected that this tiny little leaf was poisonous. Poison Ivy, she was sure to remember it, even if she didn't know what in the name of Lucifer she would use it for. She didn't want to harm anything or anyone anymore, though if it came down to it... She shook her head. She didn't want the old Malice back. Surely hope so. She replied, though actually found it quite dangerous for the young girl to have poisons in her future garden. She had to make sure the little ones inside her would not come close to it then.

Malice nodded at one she knew longer than any other member of the Dark Brotherhood except for Nemesis, actually glad she didn't have to walk anymore. Well, she had to walk back to Burke's den, but after she could definitely use some rest. As the boy was packing up his things, Malice spoke once more. Thank you for taking me with you. She said, meaning her words. Take care now, Cicero. She said her goodbyes, and then left in the direction she thought Burke's den was.