Tuktu Hinterlands spades&diamonds

she is not hard to miss.

the raven finds her in his peripheral and shifts his shoulders; the crow wings silently into the canopy above. the boy moves as if he does not intend to deviate from his path, adjusting instead so that his limbs carry his slim frame through a tangle of underbrush. it is in the midst of the brush that he slips suddenly to the right, moving perpendicular to his original path before sweep back around and meeting his tracks once more. he intends fully to trail the flame as she trails him; yet does not know if his initial deviance is enough to shake her from him long enough to catch onto the rear of her trail.