Blackfeather Woods you have stabbed the Devil in the back

As a stranger that had known her father had said; blood did not mean shit anymore. Their woods had been dirtied with mixed blood for as long as Nyx could remember, and still they remained one. Now more than ever were they not severed by a false ruling; having Nemesis gone was a blessing no one had seemed to address but Damien and her. How Nyx had played a part in getting the traitor far away was never addressed either, but she merely needed notice of the Dark Master. Neo and Kahlil were her attempt to show she was better than most would take her for - better than her mother at being just exactly what Nemesis hadn't been. Of course, they were also great minions to one day do her bidding once they came of age.

Honestly, she found that the extra blood added a sense of unity to them. No longer secluded from the world. Not every soul had it within them to become one of them, and Neo and Kahlil still had a lot to prove, but they deserved a chance just like any spiderling born and bred in the shadows of their woods.

With a brushy kiss on both of her wards' heads did she leave them in the safety of her den, venturing out to be spotted. She was not sneaking about no more; she was the Speaker and was meant to be found at the right times.