Blackfeather Woods Into The Darkness.... Or Not

Her cold eyes did not waver from the other's form as his spine bent in a crooked submission, and eventually, to the ground. A small amount of triumph rang in her mind, and the corner of her lips quirked up in a sly smirk. She had proved what she did over and over, that nothing escaped her, regardless of their misaligned loyalties. The other did not speak, so, she assumed he was incapable of doing so if not stupid. Yet, what this odd male had to offer, she was uncertian of. Nevertheless, he was admitted for a reason, and she had no wish to cross Damien for less than a silly reason. Her eyes would be watching, guarenteed.

"That wasn't so hard, was it?" Yet, her tone came condesending, almost daring him to disagree. Perhaps, she was taking it over the top, it did not weigh heavily on her mind. It was her belief that all should find their rightful place, and it was clear this one was meant to be at the bottom.