Firestone Hot Springs Cause you gotta guilty, filthy soul

becoming someone one was not resonated with the woman, reminded her of the time she had come to change, when she had anchored herself to Nico. really, the change had started when she had followed Burke and his family from Blackfeather, but had accelerated with Nico. and then, as things which accelerate without thought often do, she crashed. Nico was gone, Arthendal was gone, and now to the Fen. but like an elastic stretched too far, she had snapped back; back into the woman she had been, or an altered version of that person, when Blackfeather had been her home. 

" You are no follower, Vengeance. You are most definitely one to forge their own path, to lead. The wise choose power and wisdom and wraith to bind their loyalties too, the foolish seek out sheep to run alongside. If you could find here the former, beyond a shadow of doubt would you lead them." her words were not flattery, nor an attempt to gain favour, but truth, and her tone echoed this. Vengeance simply had something about him others did not, some part of him which enabled him the feel of poweress and the innate desire to follow this beast. If only, to not be consumed by it.