Gyrfalcon's Keep im at an all time low

His eyes grew only wider when she noticed what he was carrying with him- one of the birds that flew so ominously above this place. Had he... killed it? Could he teach her? Would Arturo do it if this strange, unlucky man would not? She blinked a few times, confused but the other's language. Fuhck? She asked, her head bobbed a little to the right. Only Arturo had ever said that around her- when he had been super mad at Zephyr. What it meant was a mystery, to perhaps The Killer Of Birds would tell.

I'm trainin'. She explained shortly, her muzzle sticking proudly into the air. Why he called her "kid" was a mystery too. She definitely didn't look so small anymore, and her voice had somewhat matured as well. I'm Chusi, Päiväperhonen of the coast. Who are ya?