Blackbeak Bluff Names get carved in the red oak tree

you are bitter man. she scolded with a soft hiss of her own.

i am looking for a missing child, have you no heart? she knew he could not have known that was why she called into the winds, but he could have shown concern or curiosity! not scold her and call her a banshee.

men, she thought, would never know the ache of a mother's heart or the helpfulness of sisters.