Blackfeather Woods Welcome to a new age

We're by Blackfeather Woods. She said softly, smiling at his nickname for her. Moon-lady. She quite liked that. It's dark because the leaves here are thick and darkly colored; it blocks out the light. She had tried her best to be less eloquent for the young boy's sake, but that didn't seem to work to well. How could she dumb it down for him?

It wasn't long before her brother arrived. He asked only one question, knowing why she had brought the small tawny pup to Blackfeather Woods. Yes, another one. A self-aware smirk crossed her face. His name is Seff. He is from the north, near the ocean.