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

The woman smelled of blood but otherwise nothing, save for pine and the airy smell of the birds around her. She was unbound; claimed nothing, was claimed by none in return. Her commentary did not bring about any acknowledgement from Revui. She was speaking nonsense — claiming this place was holy, somehow. That it was some place to be wary of.

Her frustration and ire were charming. He watched the fire burn through her, the fluff of her coat and stare of her eyes — so defiant! A little warrior in a girl's body. The birds felt the tension exuded from her tone, riling alongside her, crying out and waving their wings.

He watched her, utterly bored with the display. If she wanted him to leave she would have to do something more than screech at him. No. He states flatly, the fur along his spine bristling slightly with serration; more annoyed than anything. Who was she to deny him an easy meal? A scavenger, like her birds, nothing more.