Blackfeather Woods you must be haunted

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Her form dropped back to the earth the moment she heard the first word from the stranger. The crow took the chance to swoop low over the lithe form of Jakoul. It caused her to hunch more than usual, seeking the earth as a form of comfort. Her brain assumed the lower she was, the less harm was to come.

No chase. She whispered with carefulness. It was then that Jakoul realized she had never received the name of the male who had allowed her to stay. Mou and My Brother meant nothing to her. She knew of two males. One colored odd like a mystical creature and one tattered with scars like the tale of a warrior given life. Scars. She was poor at explaining things with words and the nervous sway of her tail would likely convey her embarrassment. Scars let stay. She mumbled before her form repeated what she had done at the borders.

If she wasn't stopped from doing so, Jakoul would expose her underside to the stranger in hopes of making things go smoothly once more.