Blackfoot Forest give me the souls and the flocks that you wish

She seemed lost in her answer;  fair enough considering she was lost in general. He shrugged to her, understanding what to meant. "Do you wish to hear of Rosings' ideals and lifestyle?" he then asked her. The man jumped from topic to topic, but to him they all made sense. Each one was a string along a necklace that he was weaving for he. He waited patiently for an answer, curious to see if she would soon understand what he desired from the red woman.