Hushed Willows your arms full of lullabies, orchids and wine

caw is not so surprised to hear another name in his tongue! the faeries might not speak it, but they come from it. this is good. he wags his tail again, noting the look she fixes vrána with. perhaps she is surprised to see another bird? they do not seem to be as common around here as back home! but the faerie queen has one…though this may simply be because she is the faerie queen.

caw wags his tail again. she is still looking down at him with her tail held high. he is not so good with following body language most of the time, but he is almost certain that this is not friendly. he is not sure why! he is not doing anything that – well, he has not been given any real rules. so maybe he is breaking them without knowing.

“good to meet!” caw chirps. “does guard have rules for faerie court? lumiya did not give many.”