Wild Berry Meadow line them up on a stage, see which ones are clever and which ones declined with age

Huh. Oh, well. At least if things got really tight, she knew she could come here and eat whatever this was and maybe shit herself a little bit or whatever instead of kicking the bucket.  Well. How do you tell that?

Draper Featherwind, I am Electra. Uh, Vael. Who gave their full name anymore?

To his final inquiry, she sucked in air through her teeth and then sighed. Sorry, pal.  I just got here myself. She hardly knew anyone, even those who mattered to her.  But if they're important to you, maybe I can keep an eye out.  I live over there, she said, gesturing with a paw towards the forest she didn't know the name for, but we OOCly know as Blackfeather Woods.