Hideaway Strath I wonder, wouldn't it be nice

Arlette watched how the female easily tossed the bird in the air. It easily adjusted and spread its wings. She was mesmerized by it. Whrist seemed to be really caring to her, seeing how she took care of an innocent bird instead of killing it. The bird returned with something in his mouth. Arlette studied it, unfortunately she didn't know about the shiny sap. She watched as it fell by her feet. She looked down at it and sniffed it.

"Not sure what it means," she chuckled. "But it is good that he brings you thinks, that can be useful," she nodded to Whrist. Arlette tipped her head, seeing how the spark was catching her eye. She didn't think it was strange that the bird would be attracted to something shiny. "Thank you for cheering me up," she admitted then, softer than her normal tone but happy never the less.