Phantom Hollow it's a mad, mad, mad, world

Nyx remained calm, not letting the man's false statements bother her in any more ways than just one. His ignorance; his façade he had seemed to put up to protect his own fractured sanity. It was despicable, and the girl's hatred, if one could call it that, kept growing with every word. Someone had to rid the Teekon of him, and now the situation had been presented to The Night, it was quite time to do so. No man nor woman will ever break me, so be gone. She replied once more, giving him an out before he started cackling about her statement.

His tone angered her, but still did she not move, breezy eyes finding a moving patch of fur in the dwindled light of the moon. Strange forms they were, but they were his - or were they? She did not often doubt herself, but it was obvious the wolf she was talking with was not the least bit sane, and she dared not get killed. She could not imagine her woods without her - Damien without her. I am Nyx, and I will ban you, monster, from my realm. She said, hoping for another laugh to spill from the one calling himself monster. Then she could locate him - then she could find out of the strange white forms on what seemed like a coat were truly his.