Blackfeather Woods across the hallowed ground

The young man's enthusiasm was catching, and Maegi found her tail moving along with his, albeit not so fervently or quickly. All right, she said, voice amiable. We'll show you around. She rolled her shoulder, working out the little kinks here and there from whatever restless sleeps she'd endured lately.

Come along, crooned the Nona, and began to pad into the forest, only increasing her pace from "turtle" when she heard pawsteps behind her. Where to go first?

Perhaps Amun would enjoy the Redgrove, so vibrant and full of color. . . She headed that way, the smile still lingering on her face.