Kintla Flatlands Sound the bugle

The raven female frowned, sensing that he did not want to talk anymore, period. Nodding once more, she said, "You can choose whichever you'd like to do in my pack; whether it is one or all of the above they will be useful, although I have never heard of a weather master before. It would help since the weather is always changing around here. Why don't we walk towards the den so you can get something to eat and relax?" She rolled her head as if beckoning him to follow and walked over to the crag, tilting with the steep climb.