Hushed Willows Look at me, I'm the king of New York!

Everyone odd kept a bird. Orlaith didn't notice earlier, until the dame spoke toward her companion and finally noticed the bugger. Was this some kind of intitation? Did everyone not born in the court require somesort of bird? Lumiya one too. Couldn't hunt neither of them, it seemed. 

"I see," her haughty attitude did not end as she continued to stare up with judgemental olives, "I am Orlaith, the guard of this court." She made sure to get this title from the Queen, and was proud to flaunt it if needed. There was no other role for the fire wolf besides doing so, a destined role she would happily play a role within.

"You did not explain why you are in a tree."