Blackfeather Woods before the night is through

Blue didn't follow her within the tunnels. He detested the subterranean labyrinth, preferring instead to stay within the trees. He cawed at her as she descended, but Maegi knew he'd be fine; he'd find his raven friends and they'd engage in gossip or secrets. For now, she needed to be alone.

But solitude didn't come easy, apparently, as soon she came upon the questing form of Jakoul. Hey, she greeted casually, disappointment only slightly tinging her words. Out of all the wolves she could have run into, the huntress was someone she at least enjoyed being around. Someone she wasn't hiding from.

How are you? Maegi asked, her eyes beginning to adjust to the darkness and piecing the scene around them together. They were near Fellglow; she caught a faint glow down another path, the bioluminescence guiding the way of any wayward wanderer.