Redhawk Caldera you, you'll be blessed

Raven chortled at his question, feeling a slightly self-conscious flush in her cheeks. She was thankful that her black fur hid it even as she replied, "Well, I'm a bit of an autodidact, meaning that I've taught myself a lot of things over the years. I learn through studying, observing and experimenting. But I also..." She paused and chuckled at herself again, head slowly shaking in a mildly embarrassed way. "I spent a lot of time wandering after I got lost, before I found my way back here. And because I was so alone, I started talking to some of the other woodland creatures. It could be difficult to communicate with them, sometimes even impossible, but...

I met this old fox. He didn't look like a regular fox at all; he was black and white rather than orange. He called himself Joker. Accordingly, he was really sarcastic all the time but it turned out he knew a lot about something he called herbalism. Anyway, I spent a few weeks with him and he taught me so much, including everything I just told you about acorns," Raven finished, looking at Lagan almost guardedly. She didn't know why she felt so odd, admitting to her fraternization with other species, just as she had no idea how her pack mates would respond to it. She was about to find out, though.