Blackfoot Forest black stockings

aw but @Reigi maybe?

Charcoal broomsticks carried the shape of a svelte thief. The glower of two burning optics would dart from side to side in a sweeping motion, observant to the shadows that swayed across the forest floor. Had the sun been out, it would have dappled the earth in a burnished gold. Darkness had cast the wood in veil of umbrage. This cloak granted Tadec a concealment that would allow him to travel seemingly unnoticed. Along his shoulders and back, a few rustic flecks of his spiked pelt would sway against the light of the moon. Tadec moved otherwise, undetected across the snow-speckled woodland floor.