Redsand Canyon I’m dying to let you know

Simran nodded, the curve of their tail starting to sweep lightly back and forth. Burc’ya took interest, hopping across their shoulders and back to pluck a few loose hairs. The beroya winced, tipping their head around to peer at the offending bird, who just raised his wings and took off again.

In theory, he would listen. It would be an endeavor, because the language he and I speak to communicate is..imperfect to say the least. But I do believe Burc’ya could assist you in finding your son. Their face softened at the mention of the lost ad.

We’ll bring him home, alor. I promise, on my honor as a Mandalorian.