Blacktail Deer Plateau oh here she comes.

So, no falling down mountains. Maia had managed to get hurt in a far more interesting manner. Penn frowned, wondering who in their right mind would ever attack Maia. That would be like smashing a butterfly. A butterfly that just wanted to feed you cookies and tell you stories by the fireside. Whoever it was must have some serious issues to take their aggression out on Maia.

Penn sensed the conversation coming to a close. He considered briefly showing himself and taking the message Wraen said she wanted to pass along, but he really wasn't keen on seeing Fig just then. Or ever. Besides, he knew Wraen was really wanting Arcturus. So, the Blackthorn slipped silently away, deeper into the woods where he could further contemplate the bullshit that was the Firebirds' takeover of the Caldera.