[color=silver][center][h2][color=#595555]𝐹𝑒𝓁𝓁𝓌𝒾𝓃𝑔[/color][/h2]
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Before Stargaze had a chance to answer, Skobeloff chimed in with an observation - an accurate one, at that. Nothing ever escaped him, it seemed. Fellwing cast him a sharp look. He wasn't wrong, and Fellwing didn't want to lie, but she also didn't want the others to worry - and the contents of her vision were worrisome indeed.

Fellwing wasn't sure if Skobeloff had even caught the look she gave him, as the trickster's attention was soon stolen by Garrock and Shieldwing. Fellwing paid them little mind, her focus solely on Stargaze.

[color=#595555]"I'll be mindful of the swamps,"[/color] she smiled. [color=#595555]"In exchange, do keep an eye out for any... [i]strangers[/i], I suppose."[/color]

[i]"Ever since that stranger showed up in the hollow, no one has been actin' right."[/i]

Who was the stranger, and how were they connected to the weird behaviour of the locals? Was it magic or madness that plagued them, and was it just the brownies?

While Fellwing was lost in thought, Shieldwing proposed a marching order. From what bits and pieces the black drake gathered, she had no objections - though she didn't plan to stray too far from the two leading the group. She didn't know what exactly she had to be looking out for, but she wanted the best chances of finding it.

As Shieldwing finished, Fellwing couldn't help but notice how proud he seemed. She smiled, letting her gaze wander over to Garrock. Hm, she supposed she could help out a little.

[color=#595555]"Impressive leadership, Shieldwing!"[/color] she made sure her tone sounded sufficiently inspired, and that she spoke loud enough for the old drake to hear. [color=#595555]"Then, let us not waste any time."[/color]

She had many questions for Echo, and little patience to spare.[/color]