Sun Mote Copse the shrike to your glorious thorn

He watched the light play through the specks of ice for only a few more moments, and when the stranger introduced herself his interest was quickly drawn away from the scenery. Redhawks — like Bat, then? His gaze lit with a curious glow as he looked her over again. Bat had been quite young, and he wondered if it was this girl's sibling; assuming because of Wildfire's size that she was quite young.

I'm living in the mountains east of here, at a place called Boartusk Heights. He spoke the name with some pride but did not elucidate - he could share that he claimed it, but without further backing he did not think it mattered. My name is Tulimaq. I've heard of your plateau - a smoke-faced girl told me about it. He watched for a reaction, and before Wifi could say anything to agree with (or refute) his statement he said, —your sister I assume.