for gold and glory

She had escaped again. Did she learn the first time? Obviously not. She hated Habari. Hated the wolves that lived there. They were not her friends. Not her allies. Her dead father had told her as much. They just lived to insult her and treat her like trash because they thought she wasn't as smart as they were or they thought they were all better than her. That was fine, she had been learning new things in her dreams with her dead father, and little did those bullies know she'd get her revenge! For now, though, she took to exploring the forest a couple of territories over in search of...well...nothing in particular. That is until something flashed and caught her eye.

In the dawn light as the sun rose up, the light had reflected off of something in the trees and it had certainly caught Medusa's eye. For several long minutes, she had circled the tree trying to figure out how to get to it, but eventually, she got the bright idea to roll rocks and stack wood so she could get high enough to get to the first branch and gain a foothold. The moment she did, the tree set to shaking and swaying as she zeroed in on the shiny things, the birds around her practically ignored until one, in particular, stood out from the rest. Pale head turned to find a pretty little bluebird yelling at her, and so she stopped where she was to bark back. "Medusa saw the shinies and Medusa wants the shinies! The sun showed them to her and she will get them!" She retorted, all the while she was slowly losing her grip and she was slowly slipping down. "Bird has pretty feathers! Medusa wants some of blue birds feathers. too!" She exclaimed as she swiped out with one paw to try and snag a feather.

Unfortunately for her, the moment she let go with one paw, she completely lost her grip and fell to the ground with a thud.

"Speech"