A Girl With A Bird She Found In The Snow [Finch]

Naudir eyed the mountain in its foggy cloak, aware of the shifting and rippling of the snow as more and more accumulated. In hindsight perhaps she should have waited before going up this way but she'd been receiving more and more troubling visions and knew she could not linger for long. The answers seemed so close she could taste them and she knew the gods were trying to tell her something important. Someone dear to her was in danger. Naudir shifted as she waited for Balthazaar to return, taking comfort in the weight of Branwen resting on her shoulder.

A gentle bark caught her attention and Naudir turned to see a pale, blue-eyed woman heading towards her. Naudir nodded her head slowly in answer to the woman's question, her own blue eyes gazing intently at the stranger as she replied softly, "Yes, that is Balthazaar. Who might you be?" Branwen shifted on her shoulder, the pale crow's pink eyes examining the stranger as intently as her larger companion.