Silver Creek Tell me, so I say

The sudden snap of a twig turned her head. Maybe her scent was fading, but Haedwig's hearing was good as ever. Lilith. She acknowleged her with a nod. More attention than most got from her truthfully, but of course Haedwig had always been cold - even in her love.

Her pause was only momentary before she continued forward. Do you not have a queen to watch over? That was where she seemed to be most days, anyways. It was too bad that the makeshift mother and daughter could not spend more time together, but the witch was proud of her nonetheless.