Qeya River crow's cry

lestan stood attentive. two days, and he was to go on a prey-finding mission. this was more than acceptable, despite the fact that he had almost killed himself falling after catching the marmot by only sheer luck.
what trust she placed in him! he was dazzled!
lestan bowed gently. "i hope to have a half-dozen places to describe when i come back, issumatar," he said happily, still enthused for the chance to prove himself even if it was a steep learning curve/