Impressionable Priestess
Clearing in a forest
Investigating strange chanting
Black Feather Quill
Aniata smiled over at Luck as he playfully dug at a rabbit hole. It was rather amusing to watch the dog dig three or four times then bury his nose back into the hole to see if he was any closer to whatever it was driving him to dig. She looked down at her notes with a sigh. The Matron had insisted that she copy the precepts ten times to give to new acolytes. She was fairly certain that Morana's true purpose was to drive them forever into her brain. The woman was a hard task master.
