Blackfeather Woods when churchyards yawn and hell itself breathes out

she doesn't know what to think of the newest fledgling, who seems a great deal larger than both herself and Moonshadow's brood. not entirely willing to confront him directly, she settles instead for trailing him on occasion. occasionally, the slight limp in her step becomes obvious as she follows him to the borders, but the injury is fast healing. 

when the boy greets Maegi and the figure of the stranger becomes obvious, she debates for only a moment before drawing up on Maegi's opposite side, not to be outdone by the boy. she's silent as she comes to a stop, brow furrowed as she examines the stranger critically. he looks kind of gross, is her conclusion, and her gaze flickers back to Maegi as she waits for the leader's cues.