Moonspear a white flame sunrise

Treepie met her with enough enthusiasm that Haedwig didn't have to feel nervous - she even managed to sway her tail.

Sore, but the quiet is doing me good. She had someone cleaning her pelt for her now, and that was enough to lighten her mood from sour to just a bit grumpy. I'm on my way to find a meal. Come with me. It seemed pretty obvious that she was in need of some company, and Haedwig was in need of someone with a good nose.

You've been keeping busy? She asked, gesturing for Treepie to lead the way.