Horizon Ridge alles Leid und Schmerzen stillest

the pair move through the floodlands; at one point, the ground beneath her paws falls away, and the shadow resorts to paddling until once more, her paws touch solid earth. by the sounds of water stirring not far behind, she knew her companion was not far behind. it is not a long journey, nor is it hard to retrace her steps. the trees thicken here, and the wraith steps more carefully. 

finally, they arrive, and the shadow rears up at the base of a pine. water streams from her coat as she considers a moment. carefully, she positions her paws near the base of a branch and pushes, straining as slowly it dips. there, stuck fast in the crook of a branch, is a nest. inside perch two chicks, tar-black and already well feathered. they regard the wolves with dark eyes containing a similar glint to the shadows own. soft sigh slips from her maw, and her gaze moves to her companion to see what she will make of this. it is rare for crows to settle so low to the earth, rarer still to leave their young unattended long enough for others to catch a glimpse.