Raven Bowerman

Witch of the Moors

[Raven Bowerman @Ravenbowerman]

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[Raven Bowerman @Ravenbowerman]

@archer_of_devon It is easy to marvel over the tor and the lands, to see why kings and lesser have sought these heights since ancient times.

[Raven Bowerman @Ravenbowerman]

@archer_of_devon She adjusts her comfort as they are off. Her own weapons hang in easy reach,her magical pouch on her belt. She is prepared.

[Raven Bowerman @Ravenbowerman]

@archer_of_devon At dawn, after love, dress, food, and gathering, she prepares a pouch of offerings for she knows this is important to him.

[Raven Bowerman @Ravenbowerman]

@archer_of_devon She grins and nods* I cannot think of a better night than beneath glorious starlight while held in your embrace, my lord.

[Raven Bowerman @Ravenbowerman]

@archer_of_devon She eats more of her meal."A fine idea, as ever. Perhaps we wash there as the sunset entertains us with colors and shadow?"

[Raven Bowerman @Ravenbowerman]

@archer_of_devon She nods and also sips. "I think it wise to trust your sense. I will maintain your protection, and that of house and dogs."

[Raven Bowerman @Ravenbowerman]

@archer_of_devon She is pleased he felt her light."It is not the old ones you sense as Druid do not bring darkness. We must discern what."

[Raven Bowerman @Ravenbowerman]

@archer_of_devon She smiles but points at him. "Just as I expected, but not enough told. Detail your feeling, then I will know what to do".

[Raven Bowerman @Ravenbowerman]

@archer_of_devon As they enjoy a meal, she asks. "I sensed your disquiet today, lord. Pray,what led you to concern?" She hopes he will tell.

[Raven Bowerman @Ravenbowerman]

@archer_of_devon Her candle flame flickers, and she stops. There is but one solution. She visualizes a light of protection to surround him.

[Raven Bowerman @Ravenbowerman]

@archer_of_devon She does not worry,he is strong.She does light a candle just to be sure.Baking to do,the hearth lined with pots of bread.

[Raven Bowerman @Ravenbowerman]

@archer_of_devon Her day spent in preserving the harvest The cold cellar below ground stocked,smokehouse lit,sealing cooked foods in pots.

[Raven Bowerman @Ravenbowerman]

@archer_of_devon Walking back inside they dress and sit down to tea and bread as bacon cooks. "There is still much to do for the cold ahead"

[Raven Bowerman @Ravenbowerman]

@archer_of_devon She follows him down after lingering viewing. Then dropping her fur wrap she reveals her own skin as she enters the water.

[Raven Bowerman @Ravenbowerman]

@archer_of_devon She rises and wraps. A stoke to the fire, she steps outside to view the myriad colors of morn. The heather in full bloom.

[Raven Bowerman @Ravenbowerman]

@archer_of_devon Nowhere do the heavens look more majestic than the dark expanse of moors. A king's ceiling does not compare to the divine.

[Raven Bowerman @Ravenbowerman]

@archer_of_devon Her last aware thought before sleep is entreaty to the goddess that she might carry life, as her ways and he need an heir.

[Raven Bowerman @Ravenbowerman]

@archer_of_devon He has taught her to fly, as now both her spirit and cries sweep over the moors. Her raven lands to listen, celebrating it.

[Raven Bowerman @Ravenbowerman]

@archer_of_devon Smiling, she leads him indoors. Sleep will come in it's time, but she knows what makes her man relax best. Her dress falls.