Ravensblood Forest and whichever way he tilts it

exit onyx, I guess. Thanks for the thread! =)

Something small, black, and white was shoved into her face. A bundle of feathers and wild squawking. Onyx actually believed the seagull must have come back to life from the dead. But she didn't have time to process this idea yet. AAAAA!!! Onyx screamed, her voice high pitch, tense, and horrified. Her hackles rose immediately as her her little white toes began to move. Her paws carried her off, away from the scene as fast as naturally possible. Onyx was heading towards Stavanger Bay, back towards her safe home. She was running through the Ravensblood undergrowth full speed, branches and leaves smacking her in the face, but she didn't care. There were worse things to worry about than a sore face.