A full day and a half had passed since Ashlynn and Nyrielle discussed the legendary Mother of Forests and the meaning of Isabell's warning. They hadn't made any decisions that night, though Nyrielle had made a few suggestions for expanding Ashlynn's coven.
"I, I'm not sure yet," Ashlynn said, biting her lower lip and holding Nyrielle closely as she considered how much her coven would change if it grew so large and so quickly.
Part of her wanted to press ahead quickly, to prevent large gaps from forming between the first members of her coven and any newcomers. But she forced herself to hold back from that impulse. She was in the middle of a winter war and her mind was still clouded by her need for vengeance and her worries about Jocelynn.
