A Black Rose Blooms

@Keith ! A bit of PP, not too much since Keith did follow her out of BFW. :P

The priestess had strode out of the dark forest, eyes squinting at the sudden shift in lighting. It was quite dark in that forest, almost night dark in some places. Striding further out of the woods, she gave her pelt a shake, letting some dark raven and crow down and feathers drift out of her own dark fur. She turned, wondering if the silver male was still behind her.

Upon seeing him, she breathed in his scent, trying to discern what pack he belonged to, if any. It was hard, since her nose was still clogged with the stench of birds. "Who are you exactly?"