I will break into your thoughts...

Today was on the chilly side in the lower continent, the wind ruffled her metallic-looking fur in all different directions. Even though it was midday, Atreyu still clutched a rarity in her jaws. A white jackrabbit dangled lifelessly between her teeth as she made a trek to the most amazing sight she had ever seen. Coming upon the runestones, Atreyu paused to marvel at the etched-in symbols on the faces of the upright rocks.

It was almost as if she could feel her deities and ancestors here with her in this place, and for the first time since her homeland was set upon, she almost felt safe. Atreyu was not one to let down her guard in strange places, however, but she did set her catch down at the foot of the largest stone. Opening her dalmation-print satchel, Atreyu draws out her knife, the galaxial blade sharpened to a razor's edge. Pointing the tip down, Atreyu made to open the belly of the white rabbit, the contents of which she dug a small hole for. Burying these, she said a small chant under her breath and waited.

The wind stilled, then suddenly blew toward the west, bringing a huge grin to her exceptionally beautiful face. To her, it meant her ancestors heard her call for help. "If any of Judila has survived, please send them to me!" She says aloud to the wind, hoping her words were carried to the heavens. There was no embarrassment to be had for her ways, though she did grab up the jackrabbit and move on from the spot rather quickly. Not too far away, she lay herself down and began to eat the rest of the rabbit she had caught.

Open your wings, Evil Angel!
'Thinking.' || "Talking." || 'Hearing.'