Hushed Willows And one more thing...

With Neverwinter forest behind and Mal forgotten for now, Tzila pressed on with Black Hat. Their trip was turning out to be quite a bit longer than she had expected. In her eyes, that was not necessarily a bad thing. It meant more potential opportunities to gather information of which Vengeance would find useful upon their return. She was able to use this time getting to know one of her fellow mercenaries better. And if they were lucky, they'd take the edge off her hunger. Which was partly why she had chosen to bring Black Hat here.

Elysium's fate had been lost to their once former member until she neared the borders. The absence of any fresh scent of kin was proof enough that something had happened to make them disperse. Huffing, she wondered if the emotional strain after losing their loved ones to the bear had made them crumble. They were weak then - she had seen that with her own eyes. Maybe they simply had ran out of steam, of willpower to continue on. 

In the midst of digging up the same cache as Black Hat, head lowered several inches away from his own, but never touching, a dark thought emerged. But she didn't voice it yet, staring intently at the soil around her chilled paws. "I thought you'd like it here. It has your trees..." She clawed at the remnants of a partially frozen beaver. She took several mouthfuls, hardly caring if it hadn't thawed yet. "You know...this used to be my home. The first one ever, here in Teekon." She said, raising her head to take in the place, as if for the first time all over again.