KALLAN
And black moons in those eyes of hers
Kallan was quite pleased her gift had been accepted after a moment of bird-brained panic that it was going to be rejected. She wasn't sure what the young woman was on about, but she had taken the berries so it must not have been that bad.
At her question, she tilts her head to better follow the sound. Yes, she did hear it, though now she wished perhaps that she hadn't. Kallan had already decided there was too much here trying to kill her to trust anything that came from the Oerwoud. Oh Dygra, had she poisoned this poor girl with those berries?
A problem for another time.
But Kallan isn't rude, so she answers with a rattle of her beak and hops behind her legs, peering in the direction the sound came from.
Made more sense to me
