birds are prey

Oddly enough, she didn't like leaving Insomnia much. Maybe it was because Morte was old enough to be on her own a bit more or maybe it was just because she felt that she had finally found a place she felt wanted. It wasn't that great that the rest of her family seemed to be rotting around, but she supposed it was better than conspiring outside of Insomnia on how to 'rescue' the ones that didn't want it. At least point, Widow had accepted the challenge of keeping Recluse's first grandchild from her for as long as she could. Clearly the woman couldn't care less about any of her other children, but Widow had told herself a long time ago that she needed to stop being so bitter. Too bad she couldn't listen to her own advice.

Sighing, Widow explored the areas surrounding the place she would now be calling home. She never imagined herself in the desert and while she was enjoying the change of scenery, she wasn't enjoying the temperature. It was hot as hell!

She was seeking out some water to rest her aching paws in when a shriek cried out from above. Before she could even react, sharp talons grabbed at the loose skin across her shoulders and tugged, only to let go and fly out of reach of the woman's snapping teeth. "Get back here you fucking asshole!" she snapped, snarling at the eagle as it cried out again, circling above her and waiting for it's next opening to attack.

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"Speech!"

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