Blackfeather Woods you are only coming through in waves

Maegi lingered. And he supposed that...other did too.
He hadn't seen the man since they arrived on his doorstep but knew that the maimed ghosts were knitted together.

He seemed still very alone in the woods.
The birds weren't all the company he wanted now. as a child, it was fine. He still had a pack.
But now...he was rather alone.
Until Maegi's call filled the forest.

He thought he was dreaming for a few moments, looking around absently before continuing his task.
Oh no, wait, she was here, that call was real.
He flicked his ears, trying to remember where the call came from and trotted in that very direction.

His head dipped slightly as he approached her. Not full submission, but respect.
"Are you ok?" She had that look again. Like she did when he was younger. Not fully there...disturbed.