[open] Crown of Bone and Thorn

[Kreed]

The evergreen forests creak in the night, masking the slightest of noises to average ears.  I did not fear the unheard nor the unseen.  In darkness I thrived.

Though I do not expect the sudden sound of another, I did not react in any way to its coming.  Continuing as I was, piercing the flesh of the great tree, I let the question linger between us.

Silence was not awkward for the huntress, interactions pricked along my flesh more.  Truthfully I was hardly a welcoming creature, and so when I turn to answer the stranger my voice is stale of emotion, "decorating."

Straightening myself, I face the other and address them further, "What are you doing in my trees?"  The possession is clear in my tone as my silver eyes judge the darkling creature.

Kreed

Crown of Bone and Thorn