Gyrfalcon's Keep When Facing the Wind got Wicked

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The birds’ loud cries had mostly concealed the woman’s sound of approach. Her voice caught him off-guard; an unexpected surprise.

His tattered ears perked as he turned his head to look at her. She was a lithe, chocolate colored form—someone he didn’t recognize. Her gait wasn’t hostile in nature, simply passive. He eased at this, and unhurriedly stood, turning to face her.

In regards to her assumption, she was right. Following was the extent of it though—time for a hunt wasn’t allocated into his schedule for the day, but he’d make room, if an opportunity presented itself. He didn’t think it would happen though, considering how far off from the Bay he had traveled. Stormbound, still young, could use all the numbers it could get. From the first impression, she potentially seemed like a good addition. Only if she was a loner, that was. First, he’d see what she wanted before contemplating such things.

Afternoon. He rumbles in response—his usual greeting. Yeah. What stopped’ya?