Blackfeather Woods we conquered a magic

She spotted him from a distance away, having taken up her lurking around the edges of the temple. An interested look was painted across her face but she gaze him space. He was doing something at the altar. Sakhmet knew that if someone had interrupted her she would not have met them well. But some silent beats passed and he did not seem keen to leave swiftly. Slowly and silently she pulled herself from the shadows.

Are you okay? It was a carefully place question in the silence as she loomed just out of reach, mindful of the fellow Fledgeling's personal space. She would not push his boundaries and if he ultimately wished to be left alone she would meet the desire.