Blackfeather Woods she knew that soon the day would come

The forest grew dimmer by the step, and it felt kind of cozy to the likes of Onyxia. She didn't feel a sense of discomfort or ill feeling wash over her like most might have by entry. She cloaked in perfectly here, and she was a shadow master given her charcoal pelt. She would thrive here, but not now.... She had other business to attend to before ever joining a pack. She wasn't much of a pack wolf anymore, due to her birth pack ruining it for her. She was more of a make as many allies as possible, and aid in war where needed. Not only was she once Heda of her pack, but the wanheda from where she came from. A commander and commander of death; but that was then and there. This was here and now; just a mere rogue making ends meet.

Eyes darted onto Shisu.

Well, here you are. you made it home safe. I guess I should be heading out now...

She knew all too well about pack laws and protocol, she just was barely trespassing, maybe a foot or two, it's not like she wandered deeply within, but then again; she wasn't about to toy with that either. Her chords were rapid, almost sounding a tad rude, but she wasn't being a bitch or anything, she was just satisfied that she helped out another soul for once instead of taking it.