Grouse Thicket Apple Blossom Of My Eye

she watched birds, the beasts that named this forest. he wondered what she gained from that. did she plan to hunt them? did she plan to track their movements?

he cared little for this.

if anybody was going to come out of the thicket a victor, it would be him.

so his course veered off from her and headed for the grouse. springing into action and subsequently startling them away into a feathery disarray.