Porcupine Ridge It crashed into this lonely town,

The name was unfamiliar, not even the nostalgia that usually would hit, missed. She previously knew a 'caw', but did not know the full name of this bloodied fairy. Long ago was he but a trusted fool, someone silly despite the weird rituals he gave to the crows at times. However long ago that it was, and for Orlaith, she cannot put a candle to what was forgotten.

Her forested eyes narrowed at the mention of the court. What she had been told was they didn't value her so, and she left it at that. Did the leader not share, why she had left? It was typical, when you lose warriors you did not care for. The knight could only snort at such a thought, "I been told," she started, "that I was not respected in that court."

"I do not remember it, but I don't think i'm on friendly terms with.. The fairies."