Emberwood The sun will shine on a new horizon

Mhmm, she confirmed, sitting back and letting her tail lightly dust the ground behind her. She could sense him scooch closer, so she let the silence hang just a teensy bit longer before she relented. The anticipation in the air was too funny.

Definitely haunted. She finished, as though she were a doctor announcing a prognosis. In her expert opinion, this forest was haunted as shit, no further questions. A second later, though, her shoulders shook with a slight giggle as she gestured towards the tree.

It's dead. Can you believe it? First fucking sign and it's a completely dead tree. She didn't want to freak him out, but seriously, it was too good not to share. Don't worry, though. Rest of the signs are all fair winds and sunshine and shit. Good hunting, maybe kind of shady neighbors at the worst, and just, she paused, not really sure how to describe it.

I got a really good feeling about it. Like there's good potential here, for future things. Things. Right. Her mind should have been on the pack, but it definitely wasn't, and they could cross that bridge when they got there. This place had her stamp of approval, one hundred percent. It couldn't be more perfect.

Every wood needs a witch. And every witch needs.... she paused, wondering if he'd pick it up and finish it. He'd said he might be interested in leading with her, and she didn't really want to do it alone.