Blackfeather Woods I’ll always love you

The Merei had no interest in seeing the squirmy children, the anxiety in her stomach made sure she knew that. Scent was enough for her. Perhaps once they were more mobile and not so defenseless she would feel better interacting with them. Less things to go wrong.

Jakoul. Her name was given late as she raised a paw to gesture at herself. It was a short, quick motion as she settled her leg back down.