Raven's Watch Back when the earth, sun, and stars all aligned

Now, the spirits called her inland. The witch smiled at an almost paradisical view, Her Ravens calling her home, here. 
Something troubled the shade though. She had only been in this land a few days...was this it? Was this, sleeping beneath her Ravens, her harbingers, it for her? 
It was too much to think about for now. She was hungry, and even the goddess of death had to eat. 
A marmot, bumbling through the underbrush. She moved swiftly, descending on it like a nightmare. 
She quickly said her prayers as it died, whispering almost lovingly and spilling the organs on the ground. An offering to the Ravens. She then sat quietly nearby and ate, watching as the black mass descended.