Swiftcurrent Creek spools

Mae was not difficult to find. She spent much of her time by the creek these days; distant from @Akavir in the aftermath of the trespasser's acceptance into Swiftcurrent Creek, distant from @Arric as his children came into the world. There was no place for her here.

But she'd left once already, and what had it given her? Nothing but scars to mar a reflection she could no longer see. The blur of her vision had cleared, just a little, in recent days. It made hunting an easier task. But she would never again have the freedom to pass the borders without a single glance back.

So she remained. She hunted. She walked the borders. She spoke to none. The shadow of Swiftcurrent Creek; she would remain long after the others had gone. It was with this detachment that she regarded the Omega now, glancing up at the sound of approaching footsteps not to look but to acknowledge. To remind the trespasser that though she was blind, very little slipped past her.

Mae said nothing.