Redhawk Caldera Jet Song

Briarwitch.  She felt a shiver when he said it that might not have entirely been the word, though it was a far better one than even her offering.  He'd moved in close again, and she felt the nip and his breath on her ear.  She laughed softly, then leaned over and shoved at him halfheartedly with her shoulder, bringing herself closer and remaining there.  Careful, makin light of a witch might come back to bite you.  She teased, taking a nip back.

Start spreadin the word now.  I actually got a lot of practice, when I was gone.  She thought back on her time in the canyon, the wolves she'd encountered and sold premonitions to.  She wondered again if her ravens were still there.... she hoped so.  Despite Fig and her dad going there, she might need to visit herself.  Fortunes, mostly, in exchange for food.  Technically Bronco had brought her some today, and that would earn him a read if he wanted.  Though she'd never really gotten the sense he was interested, not to any real extent.