Sunset Valley good has made you blind

Many had come, Svartravn and Kvitravn. All could speak the language of their people, some it was the only one they could speak. Maiken had learned the common tongue, learned it despite that she hated it. It didn't sound as well as her own language.

Maiken's ears laid to her skull. This woman was still angry, She could hear it in the edge of her voice, but she moved forward.

Maiken closed her eyes and listened the song one she knew of summer days and summer nights. Frogs were not terrible eating, not as good as rabbit or deer, but  not awful. 

I'm not hungry. Don't eat very much, but I feel bad that you lost your meal. So I would hunt with you. If you'd like.::