Ghost Lion Crag forgotten by the gods

EDIT: Closing thread out. 

Listening with a close ear, Zsuzsa had no idea a creature such as a Raven would have the capabilities of bridging the mortal and spiritual world together. The more Zsuzsa listened to what the female had to say, the more it began to make sense. The Raven appeared to her in a time of desolation and despair. She could never gauge the temperature on how the Raven felt toward her, but something drew it to her in a sign of communication other than the words they spoke. Perhaps Zsuzsa had to stop acting so nonchalant toward it and actually start paying attention to the language it was trying to convey.
 
Suddenly becoming deep in thought about all this, her attention was brought back to reality when the pale female asked a question. Her lilt and language of her tongue danced sweetly off her tongue. ”I… it would be helpful.” Zsuzsa had trouble answering that. Did she seek out a message, guidance, protection maybe? ”What is the best way to do this, to make sure the messages are interpreted?" It always felt like a one-way means of communication. She looked with a concerned glance at the Raven who was still watching the two wolves, tilting its head in its own questioning every now and then.

The two females talked more in-depth about the symbolism of the Raven until it was time for Zsuzsa to retreat back to the Strath. She gained new insight into the avian which, she did not think of it as much as a burden to her after all.