Gyrfalcon's Keep Would you just come home

"How did you get bir..." Wraen asked with her brow furrowed, because she could not yet draw the connection with the other's anger and the birds. Then it dawned upon her, her expression cleared and she said: "Aaah... right..." She looked around in hopes that there was some magical cure right by her feet and it turned out that there really was.

"Try rolling in the snow?"  she suggested, then thought some more. "Or - if it is anything like mud, then you can let it dry out and it will fall out itself," was another suggestion, her reasoning being that all wet things dried out eventually.