The Sunspire your story walks ahead of you

“very good!” caw perks up, nodding. “learned from parents too! many things. some not as useful here.” but! he was having fun, still! there were many more new things to see here than there were back at home.

he is, of course, under the impression everything he says is perfectly understandable, so he has no inkling of her confusion. “do not know! some plants same! some not.” caw squints thoughtfully at the cliffs. it is not that he knows every plant from home either. there are always more things to learn and he is not very patient. and he is not still at home like he should be. but he knows the important ones! “know good places to find at home. looking for lavender now! know to find it by edge of mountains in summer. thought i might find here, but have nothing.”

tail waving excitedly at her next question, caw bends his head, noses the pile of stems at his paws. “oh! is mugwort. very common.” he puffs his chest, eager to impart this knowledge to someone new. they did not let him teach things at home! “likes soil that not good for other plants. sometimes with weeds or many rocks. good for rituals! giving these to ravens. also good for medicine, but,” caw ducks his head, a bit sheepishly, “did not learn so much about that.”

what he does know some about now is greetings. it is important to give names when meeting! of course. “my name caw! live by cliffs with many ravens.” he mirrors her gesture to the northwest with one of his own, back in the direction of raven’s watch.