Blackfeather Woods "Listen, my child," you say to me

That he awoke and slept with her was a huge gesture of love, Nyx found. Though she knew some that hailed the night and shunned the daylight, she was usually alone with the ravens and the occasional night creature when she patrolled the border and hunted rabbits out of their holes. But tonight wasn't just any night. Today wasn't a celebration either. Moths tickled her insides as she thought of the deed they would do, or at least attempt to.

She closed her eyes once more when her lover came close enough to touch, soft tongue sweeping gently through his fur to perhaps make the awakening easier on him. When he announced he was ready for what they had planned, the midnight woman slithered her way out of their home, stopping just outside so Damien could take the lead. She obviously had no experience with contacting the dead.