Bearclaw Valley [m] go back to sleep

as sobeille grew, she would learn nature’s highest coven was comprised of women. athalia drank her words as if it were a nectarine fount — she imagined this was how she appeared to the mooncoven. it was strange being the teacher — but sobeille stepped into this role readily while the air around them crackled in electricity.

athalia stripped flesh from bone and sobeille watched with approval darkening her eyes. suddenly, the bruingirl stood — sobeille hastily gathered their spread wares, including the freshly gristles bone. excitement thrummed in her blood as athalia briefly touched her shoulder, but she kept silent. she followed in anticipatory silence as the girl lead her deeper into the black pine.