Neverwinter Forest but you're still dead

The caplata trotted after her fellow shadow, an excited bounce in her gait the entire way to the rock that would become their altar for the evening. The corvid settled upon onyx haunches near the base of the shale platform, mismatched jewels of blue and purple rising to the stormy heavens momentarily. They had only just returned to Eldritch when again she was distracted by the cobwebs of electricity feathering across the sky like the veins of a leaf. 

"Mephala, ye hear us.." she breathed beneath the rumble of thunder -- which sent a hallucination of vibrant hues sparking across the sky not unlike the lightning, blue-white as the heat of intense fire. "It is her web, yeah."

The Melonii stepped forward to watch with morbid curiosity as her companion removed the fawn's heart in offering, watching the liquid seep and stain the pale fur beneath with blood as black as ink. Her crown of dragonglass fell back, howls joining Eldritch's and the wind in reverence.