Blackfeather Woods oh, hi mark!

When at last the ghost took note of his presence, Venamis halted to study her reaction. She gawked at him, clearly surprised, before barking a sharp demand for information that was regarded with a mere twitch of his tall raven ear.

He remained rooted, steadfast in his decision. His father's failed claim of the Haunted Wood was something that brought great shame to him and, now that he'd grown enough spine to venture out on his own, his choice to seek better security with a stranger's pack was firm.

"Why?" Venamis enquired, expression blank and frosty eyes boldly seeking her own. He was practically an adult, capable of choosing his own ways! And the more Maegi insisted that he take his leave and scurry on back to his parents, the more he wanted to stick around.