Gyrfalcon's Keep If I can only Reach

Ash paw, watched the plants scatter, said her quite prayers to both Atka and Sos her blood mingling in with the wind. And with careful steps she descended, the pecking of the birds again reaching places upon her body, sullying her fur. She made it to the sea and she settled to her haunches.

Azure eyes looked out over the blue expanse and with careful precision and gentle winces, she began to clean at the wounds inflicted by the falcon mothers. The bitter tang of blood overloading her senses, but she said not a single word.