Swiftcurrent Creek earth kills

he speaks of meditation. a concept that bellatrix is not very familiar with, though he is kind enough to offer an explanation.

apparently, breathing and practicing balance was how he taught himself to move with the grace that he does.

bellatrix is astounded.

indeed it does not. she murmurs in agreement, dull golden gaze scouring the no-man's land betwixt swiftcurrent creek's claim and the neutral territory.

not so far this time, she speaks. this time, i came from my place among the wolves of sangeda, a small pause is given to let a prickly bramble take a small tuft of fur. i was born in these wilds. i suppose that it what keeps drawing me back.