Blackfeather Woods My Insanity Is Inevitable

The woman introduces herself, speaking of a pack he doesn't know and mysterious dreams of birds and a forest. He follows her gaze into the woods, hiding his displeasure at the talk of prophetic dreams. The thought of it being true sends an uncomfortable prickle down his spine, drawing up memories of childhood that are best left buried. Stoic as ever, Zephyr glances back to her to add his own response. If the Daedra have chosen you, then you're welcome here, so long as you respect our ways, It feels like an odd sentence coming out of his mouth — but it also feels right. He turns to follow Rowan, guessing within a few paces where the other leader is headed; he's already committed the territory to memory.