All crows turn their heads as she approaches them, their black eyes starting at her. The silence coming from all these birds are almost deafening as not one among them says anything.<br/><br/>“What happened here? What did you see?" Swift Cloud ask them in their own language, at first her question is met by the same silence as they showed her as she walked over to them but suddenly a voice can be heard.<br/><br/>“Little She-Filth things she can stand and order us to speak.” A voice suddenly says in Sommlend. The voice itself seems not to come from one of the birds but all of them at once.<br/><br/>“How come you survived our attack little She-Filth? Were you a to big cowered to stand by your kin and fled?<br/>