Haunted Wood The Vanishing

Maybe a good place to wrap up? Can have our next one at the Mesa?

His tail wagged excitedly to her words and he was quick to accept her asking of help. He pranced up to her, mismatched eyes seeking and her smile crept further. He certainly was a cute little thing - bold, daring, proud and quite helpful even to strangers like her who were in need. The blood of the pure, of the innocent, the noble... Valium was just the right kind she was looking for. The dark lord and night mothers had been looking out for little Rosina after all. 

Rosina's skull lifted, looking around her surroundings at the outskirts of the territory one last time before tilting her head and jutting her muzzle out to the arid plains. Come, young heir, it is just this way... And so she turned, prancing off with the child in tow, right out of the Nightwalker's protection.