Morrigan could never seem to stay in one place; though anyone who had noticed that the Kocari Wilds remained untouched by the hordes of darkspawn driving Fereldens people into a corner, well... they'd be smart to avoid the Wilds. The witch had already received one group of refugees and she had no real desire to bring more into the fold.
She protected her people; her boy and his husband, her daughter (though with Asha living with Lana, she was typically protected well enough). And of course, the Chasind. She'd never figured out if she was Chasind, and Flemeth wasn't talking.
So the mystery would remain, but she'd treat the Chasind with the same respect they treated her while she lived in the Wilds. They left her offerings, freshly killed meat. She suspected it was due to the fact she often took the form of a high dragon...
She'd think about that later. The Frostback Mountains were familiar, only due to her time with the Inquisition. The form of a black cat slinked through the trees, each step carefully placed, blue eyes wandering with curiosity. She wanted to see how the Inquisition had left the mountains.
People so often ruined natural wonders, after all.
She protected her people; her boy and his husband, her daughter (though with Asha living with Lana, she was typically protected well enough). And of course, the Chasind. She'd never figured out if she was Chasind, and Flemeth wasn't talking.
So the mystery would remain, but she'd treat the Chasind with the same respect they treated her while she lived in the Wilds. They left her offerings, freshly killed meat. She suspected it was due to the fact she often took the form of a high dragon...
She'd think about that later. The Frostback Mountains were familiar, only due to her time with the Inquisition. The form of a black cat slinked through the trees, each step carefully placed, blue eyes wandering with curiosity. She wanted to see how the Inquisition had left the mountains.
People so often ruined natural wonders, after all.
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