Blackfeather Woods people are particularly stupid today; i can't talk to any more of them

A missing brother brought her there. Losing a sibling was something he knew all too well, though he hoped her brother had not suffered the same fate as his own kin. He was content to stay back and listen, wondering, too, about the appearance of the missing child; Kove did not often leave the woods but he could at least keep an eye out from his borders, if need be. For though the woods was not exactly known as being the sort to seek out missing children—lest they be commissioned to do so—the Dark Master was drawn to the story on a personal level.

And so, he waited, hearing honed in on the girl.