[Witch_Queen]

Cree watched as Grimm walked away to find Aman. Cree didn't know what to do now. She looked around to see what was going on now. She got tired of standing there waiting for something to do. So Cree ran over to Aman and Grimm. "Aman, we have lost the inn." Her words were harsh even if she meant them to be comforting. She looked down at the now muddy ground beneath her bare feet. The mudd was soft and comforting.

Cree felt bad for what she had said. "I'm sorry Aman. I didn't mean it that way." Cree could hear Avalon circling above. The crow suddenly swooped down and landed on her shoulder. The birds talons dug into her skin. Cree flinched with pain but suddenly forgot about it. Her clothers were already drenched with rain. She couldn't tell the difference now between the blood pouring out of her shoulder and the rain falling on her.