Blackfeather Woods Screeching Crows

She was curious as to the properties of the plants that made up Redgrove's forest floor. The priestess sniffed at the leaves, trying to categorize it in her memory bank of plants and fungi. It was some kind of fern-like plant, but she wondered if it could be used for dyes, what with it's natural red tones. She wouldn't dare test the medicinal or poisonous properties of it in herself or her wolves, so she would have to wait until they got another prisoner in their grasps.

The priestess' eyes flickered upwards towards the sound of cawing, and chuckled at the sight before her. On the other side of the grove, Burke, the docked wolf, was acting as a steed for some of the crows of Blackfeather, though it was not consented on his side. Burke showed his disapproval by snapping at the bird, killing it, and stripping it of it's feathers.

The motherly side of Meldresi took over then, wondering if she could use the feathers as toys for her children. She began to cross over the grove to him, then noticing Kadence's arrival. It occured to her that he hadn't spoken to either of them since they joined Blackfeather. She shrugged to herself then. Perhaps Mephala had set it in her webs that she would meet with them today. "Greetings." she called to them both.