Shadewood You've been fighting the memory all on your own

The gloom of the forest was beckoning, it would hide the emotions that so easily shone through her pale optics and open features. Would that it could hide them from Cry, her gaze drawn to him as dark ears lowered in concern. Her face was far too expressive to hide anything from the raven. The witch's head ducked casually, as if to hide the perplexing questions brewing behind her sentient gaze. 

Kai shook her speckled crown slightly, a brief smile flashing in the dark titan's direction, as if to say Don't worry about me. I'm fine. 

She darted forward hesitantly, brushing her muzzle against him in silent language, before opting to disappear into the embrace of the forest. 

Kai had a lot of thinking to do.