Twas with great haste that Mirage scuttled her way to the Vigil. While she'd taken up residence and occupation with the Aerial Protectorate at Soldier's Peak, it did not mean she was without eyes and ears beyond that place. Word had come from her feathered friends a familiar witch had returned to Amaranthine. Or been returned.
A delight, to be certain, a gift to mock her dearest baby sister. It had, after all, been entirely too long since she'd reminded Morrigan what a disappointment she was.
The trouble, however, was the blue witch did not know where she could find dearest Morrigan. And so she went about, poking a canine nose in and out of various locations until she spotted something most fascinating...
A delight, to be certain, a gift to mock her dearest baby sister. It had, after all, been entirely too long since she'd reminded Morrigan what a disappointment she was.
The trouble, however, was the blue witch did not know where she could find dearest Morrigan. And so she went about, poking a canine nose in and out of various locations until she spotted something most fascinating...
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