Fairspell Meadow mister, i've seen scary and you ain't got his smile

for @Bane <333333333333

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She could feel the restlessness of all that lived within Blackfeather Woods as the change in leadership commenced, and so does she smile a genuine smile. They believed her to be the worst in the history of the dark woods to carry the title, but she had nothing on the mess Atshen was sure to create. It was by her calculation that it would only be a matter for time before Astrid realised her brother did not work for her anymore, not after the revelation of all that Nemesis was willing to give him. He was his mother's son, and before all he would put his own desires. In that context, Nemesis was content with coming second place. But Astrid and her own agenda did not even make top three, and all was to be made clear in due time. It was only a plus that Damien woud now have to take up his quarrels with her son now; she was no longer resonsible for the upkeep of the Dark Woods and those inside, and thus she was set free. It gave her time to think about what she did not have, and only one being came to mind. The palid man who had come digging for information and had left with her interest. Never before had she felt such a curiosity to know who someone was than that of the scarred northener, and she was desperate to know more. And so, she howls, making sure she is far enough away to meet in secret; that is, if he even meets her call. She does not know why she calls, and if he asks, she will not have an answer. Her presence alone and her passing scent of a heat mere hours gone is enough to draw him in, or so she believes.

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