Haunted Wood the hell in your eyes

With a lot on her mind now that they arrived, she wants to make use of her time here. While they are not moving out right away, giving each other a chance to rest and practice and make sure those that need to depart will find their way well enough. It does, however, pull her to the border and circling near the outside, scanning the expanse beyond the caldera. She cannot sit still for too long, or be useless in anyway, and so she puts her strengths into treating the redhawk claim as she would her own. She doesn’t necessarily leave marks behind, so much as making sure there isn’t anything suspicious going on where she can help it.

However, the sight of a black bird in the sky draws her attention. She stares briefly, watching it sway back and forth until it drops low rather quickly. Briefly, she wonders if it is the same bird that she’s seen here and there in Drageda, and why she has been sticking close by, and if not, why black birds in general are offering their company. The bird hasn’t gotten close enough for any distinguishable features but this time it does and she can see the flash of red in the bird’s beak. Thuringwethil slows to a stop and watches as it dances back and forth, low to the ground, but she makes no effort of going after it.

If it is her attention the creature is striving for, it has succeeded, but she does not chase after it, and only watches each movement closely.