Blackfeather Woods welcome to the war

Flicker’s brows furrowed closer in contemplation to the words of the girl — she was wiser than many her age — before nodding slowly in agreement. Her analogy made sense, the air was indeed nothing, but yet it was life. However, the concept settled in the wolfess’ mind with ease. 

The woman wondered how Sithis was pleased by death, and promptly decided that she’d rather not be the servant for his pleasure; she’d had enough of death. Coming out of her thoughts, she responded to Maegi’s request to go to the Temple, “Of course, I can help you with anything you need.” Hopefully she could keep to that promise.