Grouse Thicket and on the trees' rough husks

The more time she spends with him the better she feels about him.  He has grown so much he barely resembles the child she'd saved anyway.  She laughs at his agreeable nature, then raises a brow after a moment of thought.

Well, you're right.  It is hard to divide your time between patrolling and fighting.  But I do both, y'know?  You can do rounds with me.  And if you need someone to teach you how to fight, I can help.

She attempts to playfully bat a paw against him.  Not sure if you can beat me up, though.