Honest hearts are undercover. We are shadows on our own
She needed someone to talk to, but there didn't seem to be anyone left. A tear slipped from auburn eyes as she moved deeper into her old home. It was easy, even in her foggy state, to find the most hidden reigns of the falls. She was still unsure why her leaders had not called upon her help in the invasion. She had prior knowledge of this water logged land and all of the secret paths. Maybe she could be of some use to her family anyway. Show them where everything was, explain what they falls had been like. Protected by the drunk and high, with only a handful of sane mixed in. That would all have to wait, now she just needed some time to heal and process what her life meant. 'Why don't you go and enjoy yourself for a bit? You haven't hunted in much to long.' Worry coursed through their mental bond as the bird held on firmly. "Please Penna..." Her dismal pleading tones seemed to work. With an almighty sigh the falcon took flight with some parting words he was gone. 'Just for a little. Call if need me.'
words Penna
Tags; @[Kaj]
Notes; SO short and awful! It will get better I promise!