Blackfeather Woods oh timber, timbre, and the cedar shakes

Jakoul was...confused. She did not understand how the woman could help with such natural things. Although she also did not understand the knowledge the creatures here held in their skills. Help...ber...birth? How? Her brows pinched together briefly before they smoothed again. She was not sure if she shouldn't believe them or simply feel stupid for not knowing how one helped.

Hunt. Watch. The lithe creature responded with a small wave of her tail, the only show of pride in her own traits which she had yet to full hone in these lands.