Otter Creek Creatures lie here

Istoira had lingered near the Woods since learning of Moonshadow's residency there, intending to make herself known to its leaders in time - wanting the opportunity to find a way to prove herself worthy of joining the dark lady's people before approaching. 

She has strayed from her observance if only to search for sustenance for the soon-to-be mother but an urgent howl brings the firewood hastily back - dropping her prize unceremoniously amongst the grass, a plump turkey, as she emerges from the shadows of the trees. 

The former slave sidles to the black pearl's side, scarred form held tall and tail flagged in dominance as hellish orbs rake over him coldly. 

"Leave. Now."