Blackfeather Woods i'm gonna bring it all back to you

one ear of astara's was tilted towards flicker and averna as they spoke, but the nightcub allowed her gaze to wander. the affairs of these wolves were of little interest to the spectre, and at length she rose and left the two all-together.

she had no interest in leaving the forest -- that was abundantly clear -- and as she slipped away, her form was easily engulfed by black shadows.. perhaps a testament to the fact she belonged here as much as the forest belonged to her.