Noctisardor Bypass spirits haunt these magic hours, dwelling in the sylvan bowers

Often the two of them spent time together in Silencepine. Druid merely nodded, smiling at Heda’s astute observation about the name as they began to walk that way. Heda told her about her camaraderie with a local hawk and Druid could only raise her brows, immediately intrigued and curious how Heda hadn’t mentioned something so fascinating until just now.

Of course she was eager to see for herself, so she poured her excited energy into tailing her sister toward the piney woods.