Blackfeather Woods It was real and I repent

@Fire pls

He had kept his distance from her for the most part. Perhaps he should have gotten more involved but Kalganov knew he was already in deep enough. Having brought her here, well, he had help lit the match of change. Alas he was not aware of such monumental things. So he finally pushed himself onto all four legs and weaved his way to her location. His form hunched forward ever so slightly, a sinister ghost brought to life with faded acid eyes.

A low rumble vibrated in his throat as he passed bones and pelts too old to belong to their recent catch. He was here and he hoped she was too.