Moonspear Coven

Wicca listened, spellbound by Alaric's acting and story-telling skills. 
With him she walked, gently padding her way up the slopes as he portrayed the tale. 

Many a time, the crimson woman would pause in her step to allow the Bard plenty of room to carry out the weaving of his words in both action and voice. 
She remained entertained until the end, where she blinked back to reality to see the trees and the space underneath them, large enough for her to take her den!

She beamed back at Alaric and had she hands instead of paws, she would have applauded his artistry, but alas, she was not such a being. 
Therefore, the crimson lady smiled back upon Alaric, "Your story was amazing, I loved your portrayals!" She complimented, "Absolutely spellbinding!" She deemed, looking now with an appreciative eye to the crossed trees he presented to her vision. 

She would approach the place and scrape at the dirt until she found a soft enough patch, then with an inviting glance to the Bard, she would begin to carve into the soil.

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