Hideaway Strath I wonder, wouldn't it be nice

Arlette perked up her ears. She really didn't like hunting, mostly because she was bad at it. The female nodded tentatively at the question. "I am not that good of a hunter," she admitted to Whrist, so her expectations weren't that high. "I am more of a medic and therapist. I like to help others that way," she explained. "But perhaps with your company it will be better to hunt."

Arlette looked at the bird again. "Crawford?," she then stated, with a chuckle on her lips. Because it was kind of punny. She smiled at bit. "I think it will suit him once he is fully grown," she hummed.