Noctisardor Bypass Deep in the shady sadness of a vale

For the most part, Wylla didn’t speak, nor did Druid. She cast her mismatched eyes around the wood as they traveled in silence, then suddenly wondered if she should call for Witch. Her sister had missed out on the hunting grounds, perhaps she would enjoy this opportunity.

The Zweite’s question distracted her. She thought on it a moment, came up with a response and was about to voice it when she second-guessed herself. Was that answer too obvious? Surely Wylla didn’t intend for it to be a trick question.

In the end, Druid decided to go with her gut, though it did come out as more of a question than an answer. They make easier prey?