Hushed Willows your arms full of lullabies, orchids and wine

caw returns her grin with an eager flag of his tail. this conversation has maybe not started in the best way. but she is just trying to protect the court, so he does not mind! and she seems less angry now, so he will probably not be chased off after all. this is good. he does not want to get on the bad side of faeries ever, but especially not this quickly.

vrána squawks on his shoulder. caw turns to look after her – and yes, he has forgotten what he was doing in the first place! he nudges the squirrel before him with a paw, and blinks up at the fiery woman.

“will speak with faerie queen,” caw says agreeably. if there are people hunting faeries, he should know who they are! this way he can warn them. not everyone knows what a bad idea it is to do these things. it is good for someone to give them a simple explanation. he can do this, but for now... “orlaith have other orders? have offering to take for ravens if not!”