Blackfeather Woods and stole my heart away complete

she had led astara into a mistake. one ear flicked as relmyna considered the situation, chuffing toward the nightcub to draw her off the trail. this was time for the pair of them, not maegi — the priestess moved away in the opposite direction. it unnerved her that astara had said nothing; she did not fear for the girl's ability to communicate, but speech was also a way of their kind. would her daughter's life be harder for it?
brow furrowed, the listener paused in their trek at the sound of a harsh caw. glancing up, relmyna gestured toward the large dark bird perched above them, its shining eye fixed inexplicably upon astara. perhaps a message, she murmured noiselessly, gaze settling on her dark child.