Haunted Wood Strange circle

Even as Pyramus regaled her with an onslaught of words, she noticed Thisbe, and wasn't much fond of the woman's attitude. Her lips curved downward in a frown, the man's voice moving in and out of her mind until he said her name.

What? Uh, I dunno, Blueberry said, shrugging. They're not my family, so, maybe.

But she had tired of the interaction just as Thisbe had, and began to move away, albeit still keeping her eyes upon the half-wolves in wary fashion. 'Bye, she added, grasping for some semblance of manners.

And just like that, the ghost-girl was gone, disappeared into the trees.