Shadewood quam beningna

What could've been just a few minutes felt like hours to the new mother, her legs already tired. She had to go on though, for if there was truly someone settling here, they had to be chased away. Yes, their land was already quite protected by the river, but to have a pack right next to them didn't feel very comforting. The mere thought of war sent shivers down her spine, yet somehow excited her. After her spar with Shink, her passion for fighting had caught flame again, and she was ready to perfect the art of killing and defending.

Her ears flicked as a young woman's voice rang through the silent woods that weren't nearly as quiet as Phantom Hollow had been. She looked around, finally finding a smaller female almost directly in front of her. Maybe did scar was affecting her vision, she joked to herself, yet a smile did not appear on her face.

Lady Absinthe. She lied, using her fake name. May I return that question? Even with the darkness and the fact that she was with a total stranger did not scare the almost-ruler of the Isle. She felt no need to be, for if a day in Blackfeather Woods hadn't droven her mad, this wouldn't either.