Haunted Wood Baby take my hand, don't fear the reaper

Vanity was quick and light on ger feet, but only to find information. She wasn’t running to the mans side. 
She surveyed the gathering, letting herself casually take a place near to that...pup. She didn’t know what it was doing here but she could sure use one to teach about the dead. 
She had to go to the mountains soon, find a sutiable place to give her love to those fallen, and those who will not be forgotten. 

Her gaze turned to Vengeance, expectant. She knew what he wanted: the Nightwalkers were real. Their presence had grown considerably and there was little chance of them not being noticed now.