Just Let Go

That's exactly what I'm doing here

Birna's ears flicked forward, her gaze focusing intently on the wolf as the canine spoke of her family and that she came from a family of caribou herders. "It's a great pleasure to meet you Kiela. My name is Birna. My companion, Guelder," she gestured to the white raven perched nearby, "has told me of reindeer herders. I have followed the caribou from time to time but only ever as an opportunistic hunter. I see the value in maintaining a herd of prey animals. Tell me, is your family here? Do you have a band that engages in such practices? I have had a hard time finding one and have much debated starting my own."

Birna couldn't remember the last time she'd said so many words in such quick succession. Being a lone cat she often didn't get opportunites to engage in conversation. Rarer still was finding conversation that aligned so readily with her current interests. How fortuitous that she should find a reindeer herder just as she was contemplating that very trade.

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