Blackfeather Woods flashed junk mind

Potema settles against the ground, her large frame leaving a dent in the soft beneath her. Her pups move, squirming as if they felt the electric shock of magic as well. She licks her belly to steady them, her gaze turning back to nod in encouragement to the young boy. He steps forward, his paw touching her mother's bone. Potema's shivers as she feels the breach. There's a soft, cloudy fog around Keelut's head as he lingers, but as quickly as it came, it dissipates, leaving the young man confused and lost. Potema nods understandingly. As strong as the link may be here, to truly delve through for longer takes practice and herbal assistance, She pulls herself to him, gently nosing Keelut sympathetically. Did you see her?