Phantom Hollow but we know one thing for sure

The oddness of his description never crossed his mind until the woman questioned it. Even still he was confused by it. Didn't everyone have a little companion to sit on their shoulder? Maybe not Alarian... or Midar. Come to think of it he seemed to be the only one with a feathered friend. Was that supposed to be strange?

Phillip joined her upon the trees trunk. Well she's—she's um... Wait... what was she exactly? He couldn't recall her having a formal name. He just knew her as Twig. ...she's um. yeah... His cheeks flushed with embarrassment.

Um. I don't think she's up here. He returned to the ground before scurrying to the next tree. Maybe she's up here? ...no. A combination of his missing friend and his inability to communicate caused his heart to race. He had to get his mind off this. So, um, what's you're name?