Sun Mote Copse Something just like this.

She had long gotten used to for the arrival of snow-dipped wolves, as seemingly so these hinterlands attracted the particular coating that Kingslend folk hated. She could only pray to the High Elk himself, that they had not caused a stir' amongst those who have come around. Though this one in particular, she would admit he has a wispful look to him, it gained an attraction.

"You are familiar to the Firebirds?" curiously so, Célnes asked, "they only recently had moved, but i'm afraid i'm not sure where. Though, they did not go deeper into this region." She smiled politely at him, as the King gave only but the truth. There was a question that hung to where the birdfolk went, but she supposed that the answer would not arrive anytime soon.