Blackfeather Woods we live in a society

It took only a moment for Maegi's familiar form to materialize from the shadows. Bhediya lowered herself upon realizing that this was a border, after all. Still, her face read just as cordial a greeting as one might expect. I had to keep my word, she laughed in an effort to match the mischevious undertones. Bhe is fine. Matters hadn't changed since her conversation with Pygmalion; a name was only a name, and she'd been known by many.

How've you been? the scout asked, Your pack? The pressures of what had passed seemed to be easing, as least on the landscape. There were undoubtedly scars left on everyone who had paid witness, but Bhe didn't expect Maegi to share those just yet.