[they're not far off the ground, just enough that the momentum and wind can carry Arya too so she's not dangling. but Kara hovers them closely enough that they can still see the trail, giant footprints splashed in the mud for another mile until...
It just stops. mud gives away to grass, high grass that swishes in the wind, and there's no more footprints to be found.]
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It just stops. mud gives away to grass, high grass that swishes in the wind, and there's no more footprints to be found.]