Blackfeather Woods i like to be here when i can

Something was very wrong. There were scents along the border that she vaguely recognized—Flicker, and Damien, too. It should come as no surprise, given what Ramsay had told her, but she still felt affronted. She had trusted the woman—and now it seemed as if her trust had been misplaced.

Maegi covered as much ground as she possibly could, pissing on each and every corner. This wasn't her usual set of duties, but she was willing to do whatever it took to keep others out of here. She wasn't going to talk to her uncle, and she wasn't going to let anyone else in. Full stop.

A tiny voice at the back of her head was wondering why she treasured a dark bit of ground so much in the first place; Blue echoed her sentiments, hopping from branch to branch and watching her with skepticism. A larger part of her kept up the zeal.