Terrifyingly great

Hailey still felt a feeling of unerving self doubt in these lands. Trying to shake herself of the previous event she breathed carefully. She was a pack wolf now, her pelt sunk in Lirim's scent before she had left. Just so she could get some herbs in order to start her garden back home. Having to store proper herbs made her excited but what Hailey was going to come across was rather.... strange.

Next to the earth smoke plant she'd been looking for was what seemed to be a bird. A bird of the north no less. By the scent she could tell it was a female - feathers ruffled seemingly like it had fallen from the sky. Seemingly struggling Hailey lowered her ears and approached. The screech of the owl didn't surprise her much as she gently placed the creature actually back on her feet.

"Be careful what you pick up lass, it could bite more than I do." Shiva screeched gently as she tried to preen her feathers. However it seemed she had sprained, luckily not broken, her left wing. "I don't care if I get bitten as long as you're okay... my name's Hailey." she hadn't met a talking owl before. Shiva smiled for a moment and then with a little effort she climbed onto Hailey's back. "You could stay if you'd like. I'll take care of you." while it was a little out there, Hailey was serious. The speckled snowy owl regarded her for a moment and then nodded. "Okay.... I sprained my wing anyway so I'll stick around maybe until it even heals and then decide." Hailey giggled gently. Before her attention turned back to her purple flowers. Seeing if any were possibly salvagable from the bird falling on them.