Haunted Wood cause you never know who's watching you

@Vengeance @Alison

the border was well-kept. reminiscent of blackfeather, tedious in its marking. abeja kept her distance, wary the potentially volatile nature of the wolves hidden on the other side.

she rolled her shoulders back and prepared herself for the routine. there would be questions, for each she'd thought of an answer. 

eventually, abeja felt confident enough to call for an audience. she allowed her song to ring out, then settling into submission and awaiting an audience.