Piedmont

She saw a sandwing land in the light, powered snow. She looked young, around Piedmont's age, maybe 9 or 10. She looked scared, Piedmont decided to talk to her. She walked up to her and said, "Hi, I'm Piedmont, what's your name? Why are you here? Are you ok?" She looked up at her, startled. "I-I'm Silica." She stuttered "I r-ran away. I am b-being hunted down. Can you help me?"