Blackfeather Woods the gull’s way and the whale’s way

[table width=80%][tr][td]It wasn't unusual to see the girl alone and far from the others, especially at night. She had just returned from her mission to Northstar Vale and wandered into her home without keeping an eye on whoever was still awake. She had not expected the thunderstorm to come quite so quickly, even though the drops of rain had awakened her mindless journey from the Greatwater Lake back home. Even with the cover of the woods was she drenched and smelled like wetness and foreign lands, yet the scent of the brotherhood hadn't washed out. She turned her muzzle skywards, feeling the cool rain on her face as she closed her eyes to enjoy the damp smell of her home. This was what it needed - it had been warm for far so long that even Nyx had grown tired of it.

She was just on her way to her secret den that held all the things she treasured when a shadow slipped by the seemingly darker surroundings. Moist pawsteps were heard and Nyx's ears swivelled and perked. She was quick to realize what was happening, even though she had not directly met the mute prisoner they had taken prisoner, and sprinted towards the north-west border. What the prisoner was doing wasn't safe, Nyx noticed, and seeing that she held no attachments to her as it was just her mother's captive she would take it upon herself to get the other out. It wasn't like she was of use to them and was simply a way of showing how thoughtless and dumb her "mother" really was.

She tried to catch up, and if she succeeded at this would try and stop the fleeing stranger from advancing further by blocking her path or even physical restraint if it were necessary.[/tr][/td][/table]