Blacktail Deer Plateau Witch of a witch of course

"hm. more a... missionary. if bruin-witch, truly beheldeth, visions, sounds, senses..." a readjustment of body. eyes full of thought, looking to some spot past the ceiling.

"...they were for bruin-witch only."

silence.

"ash paw."

"thanketh thee, twice. keeping, these paws digging." they flexed against the ground, wide and flat as unto a bear. "this tongue, speaking." it rolled out, fat and black as unto a dead thing.

and the grin showed teeth, long-stained yellow.

"yet, blissful unconscious, claimeth all." a paw lifted to the exit. "tired ones, first amongst us."