Sunset Valley good has made you blind

Maiken had traveled further than she had before. Decisions still fanciful and abounding in her minds eye. But here, in this place, it was freedom. Freedom unlike she had ever known. Her brothers, sister, father, mother were not breathing down her neck. Her mother had always been kind, and she owed her a great debt at having saved her when she was a suckling babe.

It just so happened on her freedom jaunt, that she saw another shadow kissed woman attempting to subdue a bird. But like most feathered things, if you don't hit them just right they fly away, and sometimes break and stab with their beaks and claws. She shuddered, not a fan of any bird, but Ravens. But they were a god, not a bird.

She chuffed gently, trying to get the woman's attention. She probably wouldn't be able to catch up to her unless she ran. As tiny as she was. This woman had longer strides.