Blacktail Deer Plateau saturn ascends, comes 'round again

The two ate together. Admittedly, Blackshadow was impressed by the solidarity Wraen appeared to maintain as she ate flesh approaching the putrid. Neither one of them vomitted, so good on both of them, really. The meal had been unpleasant, but it would nourish her, and nourishment was what was important.

Wraen apparently did not hear her question; there was a silence in which the dark wraith waited for an answer that didn't come. No matter. They had finished eating and Wraen had restarted the conversation. Shadow licked the remnants of blood from her black muzzle, swallowed and spoke.

"I'm Blackshadow." Her name was a simple one, and never seemed difficult for others to remember. She gave pause. "You?" She flicked her soft dark plume of a tail, absently.