Blackfeather Woods the brewing storm

100th post!! bb is growing up. AW. located just in the Woods in general

Her relationship with Mephala seemed to have soured, since her fateful encounter with Potema at the Temple. The priestess had lobbed at her the implication Meldresi would have murdered her, as a babe. . .and if Meldresi, the Night Mother, did not want her, then what mother would? There seemed no room in her life for mother-figures.

Thus, on the eve of a great war, the girl had turned to Sithis.

"Sithis, Bless us for your cause
Make ready your wrath,
For our purpose we have no pause,
For we battle for his wrath."

Her voice was a quiet, menacing presence in the silent Woods. It was a prayer she had been recently taught, and it was quite apropos under the circumstances. Blackfeather was headed to battle, soon. Talk of it echoed through the territory, escaping no one's ears.

Who would fight? Who would die? Fate would play a large role, but so would preparedness. They had strong wolves, but she had heard they were outnumbered. Then again, they held the home advantage. . .

"Sithis, Bless us for your cause
Make ready your wrath
With bared fangs we have no pause,
For in battle we know his wrath."

Death was near. The Dread Father waited, waited, to bring his loyal servants into his fold, the Void. Would her own father fall? Her mother? Her brothers, sisters, friends?

She walked through the Woods a silent wraith, chanting. Chanting, so that they may all live.