Blackfeather Woods i've got wild, staring eyes

Although she stayed silent, her body language explained her thoughts. She would not push the topic further and she respected the Nona's choice to not know. It was her right. Then there was the usual order that she held dear. To watch. To report. Her tail gave a few small sways behind her lithe form before her head offered a nod. Be well. She whispered softly and Maegi departed.

The new Morta would disappear back in the woods herself, content to seek out markers needing refreshing.