As Katia watched the final raven fly away in fear, she dug out the gem she had earlier pocketed and examined it closer. Why a bird would be condensed into this tiny orb was beyond her, but she knew one person who would know. Ever since Katia had known her, Wick had been ready with a kind smile and an insight into the arcane, especially with magical devices. When it was obvious that the bird had no intention of returning, Katia hopped down the tree, swinging between branches to land safely on the ground. 
 
[color=ed1c24]”[i]Milya[/i], some assistance please!”[/color] Katia called out, using her pet name for Wick as she approached Theodore. She looked down to the shorter ranger, giving an apologetic shrug. [color=ed1c24]”I hope you do not think ill of me, Teddy. It was the fastest way I could ensure the Really Big Crow did not fly away with you. My next option was to jump on its back and force it to land one way or another, but that would likely have ended poorly for all of us.”[/color]
 
She turned her attention to Wick, holding out the orb. [color=ed1c24]“You can tell us all what this is, right? I know it’s magic, but that’s about it. When I hold it, I see them again. The birds: but not angry. Majestic and beautiful, caressed by the wind. I propose we rest, let [i]milya[/i] look over these stones, and journey on when our wounds are tended. We have journeyed far already, perhaps to another place beyond what we had ever dreamed before.”[/color] Katia plopped down at the base of the tree, leaning against its trunk. [color=ed1c24]“This place is fun!”[/color]

[@Gordian Nought] - Wick | [@Hekazu] - Theodore