Otter Creek The Darkness Will Rise...

"You are still young," she said, trying to reassure the girl. She was very self-doubtful, a product of her voices berating her in her head. "You still have time to figure out what you're good at." Meldresi would have to assess her on that, to find what she could do. But Nightwing was young, Meldresi could excuse her for not pulling her weight around.

What a stroke of luck for her. The priestess thought. Her forest was completely devoid of harmful light. "You're in luck, Nightwing. Blackfeather Woods is dark. The canopy is so thick barely any sunlight filters through. I think it would be perfect for you."