Gyrfalcon's Keep moored

 

Catori couldn't help the infectious good mood that he was in, giving a thoughtful little hum as she looked him over. "Yeah? Just one?" Because between the feathers they'd found and his desperate need of a bath she could think of many things - but he was likely thinking of other things. She considered the options for a moment, settling her paw over her prizes so they didn't flutter away in the breeze. 

"Your kids?" She echoed, partially feeling bashful all of the sudden at the possibility of something that seemed so intimate. They were his children, probably the most important thing to him, but it would also give her an idea of how close his lands were to the shore line and that was something she was curious about. "Bath first and then we can head home, yeah?"