Blackfeather Woods two because you won’t push me around

*big eyes* rolled for her to notice or not, and she did not!

Forward, forward, forward. Instinct drove her now, and she kept herself pointed north. Diantha had no real plan, only the promise of something better than whatever others kept throwing at her. The other wolf had already slipped into the darkness by the time Diantha looked that way, and she glided by without hesitation, unaware of her stalker.