Deepwood Weald 'cause you'll never find the answers

Moira was glad he gave an answer that made her want to sigh with relief. Instead, she only nodded. The female remained where she was, musing over the meeting. Perhaps some were not so bad...but she banished the thoughts. No, she still despised the name Melonii. And had only agreed to stay, out of the need for survival. She waited till he was gone, and sighed. This was going to be a lot rougher than she at first thought.