She turns the key and starts up the truck, backing out of the parking lot and assuming Maahes is soon to follow.
"All that is gold does not glitter, Not all those who wander are lost; The old that is strong does not wither, Deep roots are not reached by the frost."
It wasn't hard to find a deserted alleyway to slip into. Once he had checked to make sure no one had followed him - they hadn't - his guise effortlessly shifted from a human to a peregrine falcon. He flew out of the alley and began to follow the truck.
