Blackfeather Woods AHHH! It's demons! Run Jim! Ruuuuun! Ruuuuun!

Kotake arrives late. She does not know what she is about to run into, but when she does she is struck with horror.

There were young, mewling things. All but one looked damaged, but she knew as she stared at the one seemingly perfect child that there were other maladies that would likely take root within it. Damien rambled, Vaati demanded, and her mother begged. It was a very sorry scene. There had been a curse cast upon Blackfeather, for one reason or another. And the curse rest at the teats of her mother.

She was not sure what to think of them. But they were family, whether she like it or not, and so like Vaati she felt struck by the desire to protect them, too. Looking at them, she could not help but feel as though some sort of dismal end was near for life as they each knew it.

The little captive was here, too, Kotake noted. Right beside Vaati. A glacial gaze fell upon her, and she felt a flash of cold fury that Vaati would bring her here. Though he was Silencer now, a thing she respected and agreed with, this decision did not sit well with her—why was she here, to see their mother in the state that she was? There was no reason for her to see the disarray their family had fallen into.

Or perhaps he had one he could enlighten her about, later.

She drew alongside her mother. Do you need anything? to ease her pain, to help her sleep.