Raven's Watch birds of a feather

Her response so delicate that if the wind had been harsher would have carried her words along with it. But Mictec understood, it was natural to crave a place to call home.

"I cannot offer much since I myself do not have much to give." That much was true as she turned to look out at the valley below. She knew her journey was pulling her towards the west, to chase the setting sun for reasons she could not quite explain.

"But I will say, I have plans to continue to move west. And I know solitude is a path not meant for all. So if you wish, you can accompany me."

Mictec gestured to the sinking sun, its trails beckoning to be followed.

"Tlalticpac," she said as she turned to Kirian, "that is what my pack will be called."