Sawtooth Spire Here are the holy birds

she had moved betwixt the caynon paths, and traced the edges of these two packs. la xtabay wished to know and see more of them. that was until the rather lithesome man was noticed. pausing in her steps the umbra stared, ears pressed forward with an urgency of sorts.

did he belong to either of them, or what else would this shadow be doing here? shaking her coat out she waited, would he notice or must she speak? was it even a good idea for her to remain? xtabay simply wondered if this man had information.