Felltree Marsh new year’s day

Blackbird hadn't realized that Mae hadn't recognized her, and, despite everything, she felt some relief in being remembered. It felt like she'd always been forgotten at Swiftcurrent Creek; maybe that was why she was always trying to run away.

Yes, she breathed to confirm, It's me.

As Mae circled wide, Blackbird observed carefully. Be careful—I don't know where the rest of this shit is, she warned.