The raven had first appeared to her in dreams.
She was endlessly following, forever chasing the shadow overhead through tangled forest.
When he first appeared to her in life, Amka was so stunned she could scarcely believe it. She hadn't considered ignoring it, it was too urgent a sign to claim disbelief. With little hesitation she had taken up following the raven, stopping when it did only at the break of day to rest. It was in the early hours of the day that she crept away to hunt and tend to her own needs.
She followed the raven now, just a dark blip above her, headed ceaselessly southwest through an alien land that mimicked the taiga of the north. It was strange here, warm and exotic - even the deer were different than those she was accustomed to seeing. What mountain ranges broke the land were stone, lacking the ice she was so used to seeing. The raven led her onward, though she paid little attention to her surroundings. She was alone, that much was clear, and that was enough for the northerner.
Her attention remained elsewhere until a sharp quork from the bird drew her gaze upwards where it widened in surprise. The looming glacier was something out of her homeland, a silent blue giant reminiscent of the north. Her golden gaze was drawn to the raven, questioningly.
"This is the end of our journey together then?" she questioned softly in her mother tongue, her dark crown canting to the side curiously. The raven blinked, taking to wing silently and leaving her alone, a strange state to be now that she was accustomed to the avian.
"Thank you," she murmured reverently as she watched him disappear, turning back to the entrance of the ice tunnels once he was gone.
With a deep breath, the girl took the first step within - unafraid, for she walked with the spirits.
She was endlessly following, forever chasing the shadow overhead through tangled forest.
When he first appeared to her in life, Amka was so stunned she could scarcely believe it. She hadn't considered ignoring it, it was too urgent a sign to claim disbelief. With little hesitation she had taken up following the raven, stopping when it did only at the break of day to rest. It was in the early hours of the day that she crept away to hunt and tend to her own needs.
She followed the raven now, just a dark blip above her, headed ceaselessly southwest through an alien land that mimicked the taiga of the north. It was strange here, warm and exotic - even the deer were different than those she was accustomed to seeing. What mountain ranges broke the land were stone, lacking the ice she was so used to seeing. The raven led her onward, though she paid little attention to her surroundings. She was alone, that much was clear, and that was enough for the northerner.
Her attention remained elsewhere until a sharp quork from the bird drew her gaze upwards where it widened in surprise. The looming glacier was something out of her homeland, a silent blue giant reminiscent of the north. Her golden gaze was drawn to the raven, questioningly.
"This is the end of our journey together then?" she questioned softly in her mother tongue, her dark crown canting to the side curiously. The raven blinked, taking to wing silently and leaving her alone, a strange state to be now that she was accustomed to the avian.
"Thank you," she murmured reverently as she watched him disappear, turning back to the entrance of the ice tunnels once he was gone.
With a deep breath, the girl took the first step within - unafraid, for she walked with the spirits.
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