Altar of Twilight party time, excellent

For @Wildfire !

Having crossed the winding river and headed for the cover of trees, Eigma took her time to find someplace to lay her head. She rested for a few hours, still unable to drift in to a proper sleep, and was quickly roused by the cawing of crows above her head. Perhaps they saw her as a meal to pick clean? Simply waiting for her last breath to pass her lips. With a grimace towards the chattering shadows, Eigma was up and roaming again. The woman wasn't so weak as to be on the edge of death; she had been traveling for a long while now and would need food, and eventually a real sleep, but she wasn't suffering. 

As she followed the tree line through Bramblepoint, the pale autumn light caught upon the leaves in the trees and ignited them. Beyond a low hanging bough Eigma could spy the blurry outline of the mountains, and before long her paws carried her towards them. She had seen mountains before - they were as common as dirt - but she was curious of the lower slopes. If she was lucky she would find a sheep, or something else to corral in to her belly.