Blackfeather Woods Send shivers down my spine

Even though everyone still kept seeing her as one, Nyx did not feel like a child anymore. Sure; she had not felt the power that came with killing, but that did not make an adult. Perhaps, she was not made to take lives at all; perhaps she was only there to weaken them for stronger ones to come and claim the essence of life. She brushed the thought away with a lash from her tail, eyeing the other woman with a stingingly cold glare as she left their borders. Perhaps, Nyx was protecting her from the dark clutches of the woods that seemed to drive any wolf up the wall and into insanity. She wasn't beyond repair yet and maybe better off somewhere else.

A sigh escaped the crescent moon's maw as the world around her dimmed; sound, colour and even her true thoughts drifted away like lifeboats. She had not expected her mother to be watching her; had not counted on her to actually come to the borders to talk to an unimportant and ignorant woman. But, there she was nonetheless and... what was that? Had she noticed the speckled young woman was alive and living a life she knew nothing about? Her eyes glided swiftly to the side, her head following soon after, to look at the woman that had wrongfully yet successfully claimed the Forest King's spot. An icy silence was all she could offer her once-mother as she gracefully slid around the woman to indicate her desires to leave this all be.

I am protecting the ones that Mephala has so "generously" brought to our borders. Do not even pretend you know what I am doing. She spoke in her usual riddles, rolling her shoulders and shaking off the bad vibes that came with this swift reunion.