Blackfeather Woods you were not born of stardust, darling, stardust was born from you

Qilaq's giggles only urge her more, the sound was enlightening, it's effect rubbing off on her as she continued the action. What about it was so amusing, she did not know, but children worked in strange ways. Qil was attention seeking, she knew, perhaps accounting for her childhood spent in the dark. Nevertheless, Nemesis complied. Before long, the actions ceased and the laughter slowed to a stop. The woman herself had become elated, and hopeful that this time the girl would comply.

"Are you ready to go back now?" She gave her a look, one that moderately begged yet would not force it upon the girl. The girl did not have the energy they had, so she wished to return her to the den before she passed out in the open feild.