Raven's Watch of endless possibilities controlling 935

the woman spoke but sobeille had already launched from the rockpad, having chosen the stone for this very reason. its visibility, proximity to the river, and generous slope gave her a vantage sorely needed in this moment.

the clatter of rocks drowned out anything else black hawk said as sobeille flew down the hill's surface. she did not know if they followed, but if they did, they would see why sapphique was not to be fucked with.

lungs bursting, an insiduous rawness seeping into her throat, and her aching limbs told her that this sprint would be short-lived. she must lose them, and lose them quick.

she angled for the river she'd traipsed in to get here - but this time, sobeille intended to cross.