The curse— RP

Squilf had been walking for days. She had only stopped to rest a couple times and when she did fall asleep it was only for a couple of hours. What's wrong with me? She wondered. Maybe I'm sick. She had been looking for the stream, but couldn't find it and felt like she could easily fall over and die at any time.
 
Rebecca walked as silently as she could through the trees. She had been walking for several days and was annoyed because at random times she'd transform into a giant falcon. Rebecca wasn't exactly sure where she was going, but she didn't really care anyway.
 
“Not sure. If you want we can meet your crow family. I mean it’s only fair, you were forced to meet my crazy family so I should meet yours”
Crow grinned. “Let’s do it.” He agreed. But, first.. He had noticed, as a human, that he smelled rather... odd. For some reason he felt embarrassed by this, especially in the company of Anita. He headed off into the undergrowth, following the sound of a stream.
 
Rebecca walked as silently as she could through the trees. She had been walking for several days and was annoyed because at random times she'd transform into a giant falcon. Rebecca wasn't exactly sure where she was going, but she didn't really care anyway.
Rebecca paused at a stream and knelt down, taking a sip of the water. As she watched the water rush over stones and form into miniature waterfalls, her thoughts wandered to the recent events. Rebecca wasn't sure how she felt about the cursed. Gifted, she reminded herself. Sure, Rebecca was gifted, but she was also a hunter. She used to go hunting! The village and her family had sown hatred towards the gifted in her heart. But Rebecca was beginning to learn that a lot of what she'd been taught her entire life was a lie. For one thing, not all gifted people were evil. Last time Rebecca checked, she wasn't evil. She sighed and pushed her dark, curly hair away from her face, standing up.
 

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