Moonspear it won't break me

A falcon circled overhead, and while Sialuk did not always read such things as a sign of some greater power, she felt called to it. Light footsteps brought her to the edge of the village, and she found a familiar, though much grown, younger Towhee staring back at her. The girl—now young woman—had left some time ago, and Sialuk had heard nary a word from her since. Not that the younger woman owed her anything, but seeing her back brought a sense of relief to the starwoman.

Her own ptero was shoddy at best, but she knew a gift when she saw one. Towhee Junior's own scent was interlaced with that of Ariadne's, so Sialuk could only assume that was where she had ended up after all. A smile followed by a beckoning gesture invited the younger woman to follow her up the mountain toward the ulaq.

Ah, how she wished one of the other Redhawks were here to foster communication! She would have to improvise.