The Whispering Pines, Xia was quick to learn, was always so dim and dark. It did so little with her near blindness as is and was more of a pest than the woman that led it. However, as the sun crawled upwards in the sky and its beams tried to wiggle their ways through the thick, thick treetops, Xia noticed something a tad bit peculiar. The woman was usually able to see the ground from where she slept in the trees, but as she did her morning stretches and peered downwards, she couldn't. It was a black abyss that startled her and made her think she was still dreaming - it was soon after that she decided she was not, as she hopped from the tree and hit the ground with such a force, a loose twig stabbing into her forepaw before she plucked it out like a splinter. Thick, gooey, grayish blue blood aside, Xia squinted in an effort to see through the thick shadows, some even seeming to move and dance with her pupilless eyes.
"Is this how I'm going to die?" her tail stood tall as the words left her mouth, figuring it was just some apparition that came to take her soul, unaware that it affected her slowly awaking Clanmates as well.