Hushed Willows Look at me, I'm the king of New York!

"You're odd." Orlaith couldn't help but blurt out her thoughts, as she stared at the girl. However the comment came without intimdation, as a smile widened upon her face, and she couldn't help but bellow a laughter. Deep from her chest, erupting into a more kinder version of the guard.

"So, assuming you some kind of Hunter, if you're climbing tree's with a birdy." The fire wolf wondered if she would successfully make it up.. It'd be a good advantage for hunting that is for sure, but the issue is how to get the prey, without falling to doom.