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blackfeather woods. it means nothing to praimfaya, though it does not fall beneath the wanheda's notice that moonshine displays an edge of nervousness, though she writes it off as simply being nervous at a new acquaintance for moonshine's exuded nervousness upon first encounter, too. it baffles praimfaya that not everyone she meets has the same self-assurance that she does ...but she supposes that not many wolves have a setnes nor did they bear the burden of a future bloodset as she does. all the name 'blackfeather woods' does is confirm what praimfaya'd already assumed: that the girl is not of the sunspire mountains.

yes. she replies and then clarifies, well... i'm from diaspora. praimfaya gestures in arrow lake's direction with an inclination of her muzzle. it's not too far from here. and then because she can't help but ask — still half expecting an angry guardian to come rushing from the treeshade asks, where is your setnes? your guardian?