Moonspear The line is where the night lies

Orni-what? she replied, her eyes following the bird as it winged out of view behind the peak. They dropped to Alaric’s face as she said, I got a better look at it earlier. It has a really strange face.

It was like no hawk she’d ever seen, but Treepie was no ornithologist either. It did move like a bird of prey, not to mention the fact that it had dropped a mouse on her the night before. Was it possible it was just… disfigured?

That sounds like a good plan, by the way, she said, motioning at the grazing goats. While we watch, I’d actually love to talk to you about a couple of things.

Pie thought of their last conversation, as well as her visit to the caldera and her conversation with Pala last night. Her stomach clenched with a myriad of contradictory emotions. She shifted her weight and took a couple breaths, giving the Sovereign a chance to indicate whether he was up for a conversation.