Bramblepoint red-hawk for dinner

Leto listened intently, but her rather expressive face betrayed how her hope seemed to crumble as Aureli went on.

The herbs she could understand, but what was she to do for the rest? Leto had no idea how to hunt without hearing or how to teach it -- was she meant to go crawling back to Towhee? And in the same sense, she wouldn't be caught dead back in the caldera. Leto was intent on making her way to the Taiga, and she would have to hope that a pack still lingered there.

..Alright. I can do my best. She pushed out a breath, shaking her head. I've never had a good head for plants, so I hope Delos will remember better than me. Eyeing her son, he now appeared more hopeful than she had. That was some comfort.

You're a good man, Aureli. I really do appreciate your help.