Blackfeather Woods i would like to reach in

Allana had spent most of the night keeping to herself and mapping the territory. The constant travel kept her busy. This week, however, Allana wanted to do something different. To be more involved with the pack members, their cultures, and the things called Daedra... whatever they were. It was some sort of... god or spirit that the pack worshipped. Perhaps it was similar to her spiritual views in some way. 

Allana walked up to a clearing where two other pack members were, one of them seemingly dancing and the other watching the dancer. It was near the tree that had lulled Allana so many times, and this time even more so. What was with its aura? Allana looked up at the canopy, feeling the warm buzz in her toes as it slowly rose to her legs, wondering if it were perhaps the pollen. Either way, Allana felt relaxed and considered just giving in to this feeling. But for right now, no. 

"Good evening." she felt herself say with little effort, almost as if someone else controlled her mouth to speak it for her.