Kildeer Rest pakstoka

"oh, you have a sister?" heda asked. she kept one silver-smudged peripheral trained on the cow as she glanced toward the duskfire boy. "i'm here with mine. druid. we're from rivenwood, ah, that way." heda lifted a paw to gesture vaguely north. 
"she's probably with mireille. that's our friend from sapphique." why was she talking so much? she was talking too much. the ruminant bellowed again, a rusted and weakening sound. 
"if i'm with you does it still count as by yourself?" heda asked, perking her ears toward the animal.