Blackfeather Woods i'm gonna bring it all back to you

Flicker asked if they would stay here or venture from the woods. The pale youth did not look at her counterpart as she answered, voice a little rough from recent disuse, Why would we go? Would Flicker go? Perhaps there were not many wolves left now, and others may not call it pack, but to the spirit it was still pack. Why on earth would anyone wish to leave it? Head canted in question, and only then did she look at the dark one, the one that the dark master called Astara. She did not doubt that her dark counterpart would think the same.