Gyrfalcon's Keep moored

 

Catori didn't pause too long in her steps to think about where the name had come from - or how she'd earned it so to say. She gave a little hum, tail swaying a behind her for a moment until she had found the easiest way to explain it. "You could sum it up with my father and brother," She admitted, a little smile on her face at the fond memory. "I've always had my head in the clouds, you could say, and while my brother Chelan is more....practical and pragmatic. I, on the other hand, am more inclined to enjoy nature and the environment." Some people considered her to be foolish in her drive but she didn't mind it. 

"So Spiritwalker became a nickname as much as a title. If we're honest, I am not much for the fighting and squabbling of ranks and packs. I would rather have the freedom to pursue my interests." She explained, making an aha! sound as she found one large feather and grasped it carefully. She turned around to show him her prize, letting him inspect it and see if it was worthy.