Golden Glade i'll follow you into the dark

The flow of tears slowed to halt at the sound of his voice which brought her an odd sense of comfort. She lifted herself off the ground, giving a small shake from any debris that had caught onto her obsidian pelt. There remained only a dull pain from the i jury she had received from her unfortunate entanglement with a hog but the limp was barely noticeable. The hare was proof she was falling back into her roots as the huntress she knew she was that even in the coated white environment, she was able to carry a successful hunt.

"Perhaps I can convince you to consider a rank suited for words of wisdom" she teased, offering a small smile.

In truth, she had begun to feel the strains of stress looking at the small clearing and the work needed to be done before a heavy winter storm drew near.

"I admit though, it is a good one. I was reminded of my Moonlit Trial, how frivolous to think I thought that was the most difficult thing I would do in my life and yet the present has proven otherwise."