Blackfeather Woods across the hallowed ground

She did not require such an extensive show of submission. Her nose aimed to trail along his chest briefly before she pulled away. Amun home. She announced with a brief raise of her tail before it settled down again. Jakoul, Morta. Lead Blackfeather. The raven woman could not recall if she had exactly told him that. Although she co-led here, this was his home (now at least) as much as it was hers.

Come, come. She motioned carefully for him to raise from his spot on the ground. There was plenty for him to see. Perhaps she could start with the more colorful redgrove in hopes it would show him that the woods weren't entirely drab.