Heron Lake Plateau I believe I can touch the sky

Raven wasn't far when she heard Elwood's call rise on the cool air. Since her heat had begun to fade, she had felt more free to roam and explore her new home without the threat of being assailed by everything with a penis and a pulse within 80 miles. Though it will still early in the season for many of the plants she liked to use in her work, she nevertheless scouted out areas where she might find some when summer drew closer and the greenery filled in more.

She found Elwood within a few minutes, noticing that tiny Tywyll lingered by his paws. She smelled blood, faintly, and judging by the concern etched on her uncle's face, she guessed that Tywyll had gotten himself hurt. She approached the pair with a smile, tail wagging as she caught the youngster's eye, and looked up at Elwood. "What happened?"