Sawtooth Spire Singing Oh my lord, she'll be the death of me

Alright then, was the only response Wylla had. If Ainhoa stuck around then the Eisen might've put her to work looking for good places to cache food or game trails or trying to find the safest way off this accursed mountain, should she ever want to explore the lowlands, but Ainhoa had her own plans. As long as she was doing something, that was good enough for Wylla. Later, she offered gruffly, only to abandon this particular copse of trees to hunt for something better.