Shadowwyn Moor Einn

curiosity was just as good as anything else.

her shuffling ceased, but the light within her deep gaze did not die out. where was this one headed? bracken wondered but did not have the energy in her to try and figure it out.

if no words were needed, it was all the better.

she snorted as if she were a great bison. then rounded herself as if she meant to march back to where she had come from. she would walk off a yard or two, path fixed for the mountains she had crossed.

then looked back over her shoulder and cocked her own head now.