Moonspear Leland just got vaporized by a strange red light

yes!

She wasn't aware of how most appeared at Moonspear, if they were not an Ostrega. Nor' was she someone to ptry into their details as Desdemona was blisfully unaware of the tragedies that took upon the child that led him to the mountains. She nodded at Dragomir, as he accepted the prey. If he denied it, she wasn't sure what to do then.

"You as well," young but strong, "that would be nice." While usually one of solemn and recluse, Desdemona didn't mind the companionship of others, despite the more cold-nature she showed. The woman was just hard at talking and feelings, uncomfortable by the unusual kindness she would get. Despite being to the wilds for some time, it took a while to get used to how casual they all were to her.

Another hunt for another day, would be nice.