Whitefish River synthwave goose

@Caracal, this doesn't pertain to you... but, for timeline sake, this interaction will take place before Astraea's arrival to Redtail Rise.

"mind where you step... my feet have left craters behind."



The raven waited for a song.

... nothing came.

Again, a long and silent wait.

... nothing.

The heart had dug a crater. 

Without the presence of its counterparts, how could it bear to continue beating? 

The soul was cold; alone. Feet trudged onward, barely holding its burdened weight high. There was no energy left for a dock to wag. All were alone. All but the eyes.

There was something in the distance; over yonder; across the vast river.

No... not something — someone.

An unfamiliar; a stranger; an unknown soul just waiting to be ripely plucked.

Keen optics held upon their target. Now the pace quickened. Curiosity led the feet and mind forward.

No words would alert of the raven's coming. If the stranger were mindful, they would learn on their own. And if not... then they were in for a strange surprise.