Meeting Raven
"Would you like some tea?" asked Robin as she gestured toward the kitchen.
"Yes, please," replied Raven as she walked a little farther into the room.
Robin brought two cups of tea to the small table and gestured for Raven to sit in the chair as she resumed her seat on the couch. Raven glanced at the chair but instead of sitting in it she sat on the floor with her legs bent at the knee and her feet resting to her left. She accepted the tea and Robin noticed that Raven held the cup delicately almost as if she were a lady.
"I am not one for small talk. In this situation it would be hard to talk about acquaintances and happenings that vaguely affect us, seeing as I have only heard of you and this is your first meeting with me. Do you agree?" Asked Raven smoothly.
Robin sipped her tea so as not to appear so confused.
"I do agree. This then brings us to the question of why you have come looking for me," said Robin as she held her cup in her lap.
"Well, there is one pressing matter that concerns me," said Raven sipping her tea before holding it a few inches from her lap. "Amon has been tracking me, and I have no where to go. I do not know what your intentions are, that is to mean, what you would do with me once you captured me."
Robin sat quietly gazing at the girl in front of her. Her age was undistinguishable, though her hands and face were dirty with a few scratches, her face was quite pale. Her fingers appeared delicately sculpted though the fingernails held a little dirt underneath.
"We have not discussed plans of what to do with witches. We just know that we cannot ignore their existence when we may be able to stop some from harming others who are innocent," Said Robin.
"Then I should probably leave so that you can discuss it," Raven said as she stood and drained her tea.
She placed the cup on the table and bowed to Robin.
"But, wait," Robin said quickly as she stood. "How will I be able to find you?"
Raven's left hand enclosed her arrowhead pendent.
"If your intentions are good then you can always find those like yourself." Raven said as her hand glowed a pale green still clutching the pendent. "How else did you believe that I found you so quickly?"
Robin's mouth was parted in puzzlement.
"You will discover it, our kind always does," said Raven before she bowed and quickly left.
Robin paced around the room for most of the day anxiously awaiting Amon to return. She was puzzled at what Raven had said at their parting.
"If your intentions are good then you can always find those like yourself. You will discover it, our kind always does."
But what had she meant by it?
Robin's fingers played with her own pendent as she began pacing again.
What would Amon want to do with captured witches?
Now that I know I am one I do not know if I could kill them. They are almost like my family – and I've never had one before.
I guess we would have to judge them. Yes, those who are dangerous would have to be watched or eliminated. But how will we know for sure which witch is potentially dangerous?