Gyrfalcon's Keep tell me of progress to strengthen my blood

caiaphas swiftly averted her gaze, and rose to petite paws, editing his commentary with a quickness. she elected to make her leave and bartok frittered a few steps as she bid him adieu. "bye dog." he called after her as she schlepped her loot home.

the raven returned to his beaking about the twigs and berries, consuming most and squashing others between his talons with joy, and did this for a while before returning to his tree-home.