Wild Berry Meadow A pile of corpses that can reach the heavens

@Indra <3

Something was brewing. She knew not yet what, or when it would show its colors, but something was coming. She knew herself that their woods weren't particularly populair in a positive way in their neighborhood. Especially the Redhawk pack, whom she had visited a few months prior, had not seemed very pleasantly surprised with her gift nor her kindness. If anything, they probably thought she was trying to poison them. Although that had been quite the possibility, in that moment she had found some sort of alliance to them rather useful. If she were to bring another "gift" of hers to their borders, one could swear it was poisoned after how they had treated her.

But she was not out for her revenge, merely a small trip away from all the dark, everlasting madness of the woods. Though her alliance lay with her family and their woods, she knew naught how strong that bond was. She also didn't see a greater good in their religion - not in any religion, if she was being honest. So if a war would come, she would join whatever side that was more desirable for someone who wanted to stay alive and win.

Her slightly bigger and fatter (compared to her skeletal appearance after her near starvation) form slid out of the shadows into the meadow with ease and confidence. The sky was clouded, much like her mood, and the winter winds sent a slight chill down her silver-streaked spine. But, anything was better than staying home.