Spoopy

Syanna was no stranger to bending or breaking rules when she needed to, so when she returned from Boreas to Artorias' order for all Hallowed wolves to remain inside the castle walls during the night, well, that just wouldn't do! See, she needed to harvest one of those strange glowing plants whole and unharmed so she could commence her research and experiments on it. And if they only came out at night, well, you could see where the issue with following the rules came from. Syanna had already committed to the idea of sneaking out and digging up a glow plant, but when she'd told Ezra, of course her boyfriend had objections. So she'd tempted him to come along as her bodyguard with the simple promise of some very pleasant rewarding coming his way once they got back to bed. He was so eager to agree after that, it was adorable.

Syanna trotted briskly northward to the Wildberry Grove with Ezra in tow and a pot for her prize. In a way, she was happy he was coming with her. She hadn't been pleased, per se, when he'd told her about his new task that would take him away from her for nearly half a year, but she understood he had his responsibilities. Besides, it wasn't like she was going anywhere now. The haunting blue full moon hung high in the sky overhead, looming as if it threatened to come crashing down into the earth at any moment. Syanna was more than a bit perturbed by the fact that the moon phase hadn't changed at all in the weeks since the strange events had begun, but she didn't know enough about what was going on to truly be scared. Maybe this plant would help shed some light on the mysterious events going on.

The grove of deciduous trees and berry bushes was silent and empty in the dead of night. A thin bluish mist had settled over the land, making those glowing blue fireflies stand out even more pronounced like foglights. It also made it that much harder to find one of the glowing plants, since everything seemed to be glowing now. Dammit! And here she'd hoped for an easy-in, easy-out sort of situation. Frowning and huffing, Syanna dipped her head to the ground, searching around for any glowing plants. A few trees had begun to give off that paranormal glow, but there was no way she'd be able to dig up a tree and hoist that back to the Hallows. "This might be a little tougher than I thought," she muttered to her partner in crime while she continued her search, hoping to find at least one plant before long. At least the blue fog didn't seem dangerous, just bothersome.

"Syanna Allurain"