Blackfeather Woods Hush hush, the world is quiet

Koume at long last arrived. Kotake opened herself to her, nosing the floor with a wagging tail. Kotake was content to lean her weight upon Koume, as surely Koume was with her. She never felt so at peace as she did when her twin was nearby, although she was certainly not the more restless of them regardless. But there was a difference in Kotake with, or without, Koume. Those who knew her best would note she was far more cruel, cold, even, without the flame beside her.