Redhawk Caldera Walk with me for just a minute, far from the walls where I’ve been livin’

You're welcome of course! A small smile a wag of her tail and she led him on the way. She pointed out small spots she had liked. Where good game was. The lake, the trees. It was beautiful here and she loved it so very much.

She tilted an ear back and then a smile lit up her face. You know my brother Alaric. Well he's a bit of an odd one, and he loves words. I can understand I guess. I mean. He's a story teller, so words are kind of like his trade. He needs them.

She sighed looked down, red coloring her fur, she had been rambling. Anyway, sorry I was rambling. He told me once that the name of that sound. Is Psithurism. It took her a few tries, but she got the word. That Alaric had told her so many years ago now.