Golden Glade Wonders await you just on the other side.

heda had lived with wayfarer for a while now, had traveled with the other girl, and had come to live here at the summit with her. but still the young hunter was left with the idea that he did not yet truly know the sister of her friend veteran.
she followed.
it reminded her of hunting with witch and druid.
her heart hurt and heda looked around for her favourite prey: birds.
she kept along wayfarer's trail, distracted by the heady scent of pheasants and ducks and geese. 
the girl crouched; she stalked along the trail of a lone goose wandering through the foliage, and in a rush she raced through the grass.
it took to the air; heda leapt, snapped, slipped, and rolled unceremoniously down a small ridge, landing with a thud nearby.