Moonspear Djupt du dreg anden inn, let tankar svinna.

Towhee had no idea what that meant, though it didn’t matter. She was happy to tag along regardless. She snorted lightly at the title, though inwardly, she preened. She was proud of her children and grandchildren. Maybe one day soon, she’d have some great grandchildren. Towhee decided right then and there that she wanted to live long enough to meet one of her grandchildren’s grandchildren.

(Look, she hasn’t read the Guidebook and neither one of us knows math, so let a girl dream, okay?)

-“Grandmother too,”- she said with a wave of her tail. -“In fact, I’m old enough that I could tell you I once had a familiar of my own, a hawk by the name of X. I saved her life and we became inseparable for several years, until she was killed during a landslide. All of that probably happened before you were even born,”- she finished on a musing note.

(I have no idea if that’s right, either, tbh.)

-“While we search this path, I was wondering if there was anything you needed done around here? I like to keep busy. I was thinking of starting up some Ptero classes, if you think that would be a good idea. But I’m open to other tasks as well.”-