The Heartwood Running down the halls

She'd broken free, finally. Her face stung as she raced along with a laugh as she realised her attacker had fallen. God, her face really did sting. She should get the wounds looked at, but for now with her new and relished the joy of freedom and let loose a ravens laugh, making a small leap, before pushing into another gear to get her home before any more came to investigate the screaming.

Her aim now to go straight home and tell Relmyna, it would be her duty to. She could also rub in that smug ass of Wintersbane her adventure; but discreetly. She wasn't an angsty adolescent no more. But she was free. The woman doubted that the girl would follow, the wound on her neck looked pretty painful. 
Another laugh revealed her thoughts of the young mercenary.

Soon, she would be back at Blackfeather, and she would sleep for a long while. Or get treated, whatever came first.

Sorry for my crappy threading! Glad to help get you one step closer to your trade though, and hopefully Speedy too!