Ravensblood Forest and whichever way he tilts it

Onyx continued on her not-so-merry way, a little nervous but glad to be rid of the bones she called death. Unfortunately for the poor little lady, the jumble of bones, skull facing her, fell with a soft thunk to the ground. Onyx screamed, which turned into a strangled sob as tears poured from her diamond eyes. She looked around, including up, but from the angle she was at a branch blocked her from seeing the trickster magpie. Tears fresh on her cheeks, she called out softly, No! Please stop! I don't like it!!! Her soft calling escalated to almost a scream. She curled up in a dark ball in front of the bones and cried quietly.