evening phase

Observing the male, I noted his tendency to delve into the topic he was talking about, and it made it a pleasure to listen to the exuberance dripping from his voice. Certainly not a warrior, haven't got the strength for that. I just watch the borders, I'm pretty quick you see. That and I tend to explore about, he explained, his scapulars pushing through his short fur in a shrug. My ears attentive, I mulled his answers. Although I am trying to learn more about the weather patterns, and general behaviour of the skies, try to help organize when to hunt and when to sleep I guess.

I couldn't help but respond to this, my own banner waving slightly. In these lands, they referred to them as naturalists, but it correlated with the training I had received as an adolescent. It was known as becoming a Dreamer, one who interpreted anything from a leaf falling to symbolic dreams as ways of the spirits communicating to the overworld. I flicked my ears and smiled.
I could say I know some things about the cycles of nature, I replied modestly. However, they are different here. For example. Deer replace caribou, but I think I'll be able to figure out their patterns with some close studying.