Blackfeather Woods welcome to the war

Flicker smiled fondly at her own childhood memories of her mountain range; she supposed her land had the same feeling as this woods to the girl. Curiosity peaked her interest, she loved to learn of the lands and their historical significances, sometimes it helped with her hunting. 

Her mind flared with the memory of her worst hunt; when she had killed a so called sacred creature and angered the pack; she wouldn’t make that mistake again. 

 “I’d love to learn of this woodland’s history, I can tell it holds many secrets. I doubt you’d tell me all of them, if you knew or not.” The patchwork gave Maegi a coy grin, wondering what she knew and what she could learn.