Shadowwyn Moor Where you told me you were leavin' from

The shadow of a raven draws Leifa from the stone circle as she follows Munin's lead unto the moors. More adventurous than Hugin, who sat hunched on her shoulder, her companion was on the lookout for an easy meal - and the outrider was quick to follow.

But instead of a carcass, she finds the silhouette of a woman, distant yet prominent in the growing dusk. A friend, perhaps, but a stranger no doubt. 

"Hey!" The greeting earns a disgruntled squawk as heavyset paws forge a path through the windswept heathland, tail curled in her approach.