Katherine's grown weary of the chaos happening back in town and has decided to slip away from the violence and bloodshed to explore the outskirts of the city. She's come across several of the crows, but has managed to outrun them or duck into hiding when they've gotten too close (she hasn't spent 535 years on the run without learning a few tricks). The monkeys have been easier, they don't take long to kill, but she's simply not in the mood for it. She's looking for someplace peaceful, just to escape for an hour or two.

That is not what she finds in the center of these woods. Instead, she sees a girl sitting near a little cottage, can smell the blood coming from her palms (for a split second her mind flashes back to finding her family slaughtered, faces frozen in twisted expressions of fear, blood everywhere, but she forces the memory back, almost violently), and then she hears the rustling and glances up from where she stands, currently hidden behind a tree.

The branches strain and crack off, birds fall to the ground and disintegrate into pearls, and Katherine's eyebrows go up in surprise as she watches. The corners of her lips turn upward in a subtly impressed smile. This is someone interesting, that much is very clear, but she doesn't want to make her presence known quite yet. She waits to see if there's more to the show.