Blackfeather Woods You don't belong.

Malice nodded, quietly following the ghostly figure of Potema. Malice didn't know if she liked her or not. She had seemed fine when they had met in the forest full of berries before the famine, but now... She didn't know. Little did she know that once her belly had popped, Potema would want them to be trained for the Brotherhood.

I see... She murmured as she cautiously held her body up and her steps slow as to not fall with her pregnant belly. Couldn't they have entered right at the beginning of this trip? Falling does not seem like a greatly clever idea, no... She sighed. 

Malice knew there was a sort of tunnel system thingy thing underground, but had yet to discover it. Burke had told her vaguely about it, but he was more of a "tell and not show" guy. Were they there yet?