Blackfeather Woods she is the fairies' midwife, and she comes

for a long moment wintersbane does not expect her to turn around, but she does spinning 'round on her heel to face him. her fur is ebony and her eyes the same color as astara's. this takes him by slight surprise and the dark brother studies her blatant observation. would he not have known that the listener gave birth to astara he might've thought this woman was her mother. he doesn't know enough about the family that once reigned over these woods — aside from that he holds clear affection for astara, he hates vaati and is on the fence in regards to how he felt about maegi and the sad broken boy that brought destruction with him where ever he went ( 'tis wintersbane's general opinion of titmouse ) he does not know defining physical traits.

this place is called blackfeather woods. he responds to her question nonchalantly, all the while searching her expression for any potential recognition. it's not as if they don't have a reputation and it's not as if their reputation does not proceed them; though she has made a claim to be new to the area. wintersbane puffs his chest, wispy tendrils of his silvery-blue mane tickling the underside of his muzzle. it is indeed. he asserts simply.