Gyrfalcon's Keep memoryhouse

This was, perhaps, the closest to the ocean that Grezig had ever gotten in her life. She’d left the forest only for a short time, to see if there was anyone nearby that she could recruit, or to see if there was anyone or anything she needed to know about. The call of the falcons left her wary, though, and she was about to turn and leave, when she heard the shout of a wolf. ’Is that all!’

She paused, eyes scanning her surroundings. The falcons had not noticed her yet, for she was still relatively far away, and they were too busy harassing… ah. There he was, up on his perch. She didn’t have a clear look at his face here, but she was loathe to get any closer to the angry falcons. Tentatively, she called out, “What are you doing?”