Bearclaw Valley I'm not lazy, I'm on energy-saving mode

indra was proud of how deadpan and firm her statement had been; she couldn't help but puff up a little, as she saw the powerful bird of prey consider her words. it was something, to have an avian of his grandiose contemplate her -- she was tiny, but in this moment, she felt mighty.

the umber-feathered raptor conceded to eating rodents then, and indra nodded in appreciative affirmation. "we have plenty of those, did you see the ones by the cliff? marmots." she smiled lightly, canting her muzzle towards the stony ridge. "plenty of hares too, in the lowlands. do you hunt here often?"