Spotted Eagle Mountain that shattered feeling, well the cause of it's a lesson learned

following the rift her sister had sown by calling her thief, astara fled into the chill of the wilderness and did not look back. her sabbatical from her homeland was fueled by the all too fresh memory of her mother's death, and the recent overthrow of her home in the hands of relatives she neither trusted nor loved.

she had run and run and run, killing what she could and sleeping fitful sleeps. it was easier to adapt to the solitary life than she had originally anticipated; she did not miss conversations since she rarely had them, and other than her sister, astara had been alone for a long time well before blackfeather's phoenix rebirth.

the eagles the mountain was named for were of particular interest to astara; their fledgelings had made the bulk of the girl's meals in her time here, for their nests were often on flattened crags rather than trees. she had to be quick, and more than once had nearly been plucked right off the mountain by irate birds -- it was a dangerous and risky endeavor and astara found sport in taunting the birds with their purloined children bashed to bits by her savage, hungering jaws.