<span style="font-style: italic">Giving him one last look, she nodded and dashed into the forest behind Holet.  Although she wanted to stay and find out more about the old Crotyre, she knew she had to flee - just as she always had since the soldiers came for her six summers ago.<br/><br/>After she felt like she was a good distance away, Na'vee released her hold of the illusion and felt an instant weight off her shoulders.  Above, she heard Holet gurgle and then landed on the ground in front of her; the gyrfalcon held no shame in what was wrapped tight and bloodied in his talon.</span><br/><br/><span style="font-size: 85%; line-height: 116%;">"Eat it, Vee, you haven't ate since we left the city."</span><span style="font-style: italic">His voice was demanding, but in a comforting way, like that of a father who tells a young child to sleep when he's sick. With a sigh, she bent forward and grasped the nasty thing in her hand.</span>"Well,"<span style="font-style: italic">she looked around for her escort,</span>"do you think it's wise to go get another one, Holet, for our travel companion?"<span style="font-style: italic">The sigh in her head made Na'vee smile - and the majestic bird flew off in another hunt.</span>