|(#TwilightRealm, #Witches, #Dorch #Fae, #Oakenlings, etc. belong to the lovely @LadyLeaf)
Brin could plainly see the love and trust between the two Oakenlings, and she saw Jess's mental understanding of the situation. She could also perceive that words alone were not going to be enough to liberate the woman's spirit; she heard and accepted on an intellectual level, but her heart still felt trapped and tied down. Fortunately, the Candeliana High Mistress had not come unprepared.
Selecting a small vial from her pouch, the Light Sister eased forward to kneel at the ghost wolf's feet. Slowly and carefully, in order to avoid hurting or startling the spirit creature by an accidental invasion of her space, Brin sprinkled the greenish dust around her hocks and paws. The fine mist from the waterfall caused the powder to congeal into transparent, phantom images of the litella bear traps which had cut into the woman's wrist and ankle.
A muscle in Hawkeye's jaw twitched twice.