When asked if she'd been hurt, Vira shook her head firmly. "No, I...er, I took a fall last season. Still healing; it probably will never fully recover, though."
After they got moving again and Alori answered her question, the teen stopped and looked curiously back at the woman, brows raised. "Things never go as we plan them, Alori. We have to be able to improvise; I mean...I sure didn't expect to get chased by a bear back there, did you?" Vira laughed, grasping the others shoulders for a squeeze. "Besides, we know where the cow went, not where the calf disappeared to. The smart choice would be to catch up to her and try and get a bead on her before she does get to a point where we can't catch her."
Turning away, Vira softened her voice. "I couldn't kill a whelp if my life depended on it anyways..." The thought made her somber. "I worked as a nesting attendant before Mohya bonded with me, Alori. I was one of her caretakers when the storm hit last year and wiped out the nesting aeries and all the eggs and hatchlings. She lost a brood of three; kind of held it against all of us in the city that we couldn't save her hatchlings. I've been working with her since then in an effort to make her realize there was nothing we could have done. It took my fall and...and struggle...late last season for her to finally open up enough. Working so closely with the young Wind Eagles previously, I have a really hard time with the concept of killing any creatures young." It was a curious glimpse into the young Endal and her abnormal maternal instinct. It was exceedingly rare for an Inartan to have that sort of nature given the way Wind Reach residents were commonly reared, Endal or not.
After they got moving again and Alori answered her question, the teen stopped and looked curiously back at the woman, brows raised. "Things never go as we plan them, Alori. We have to be able to improvise; I mean...I sure didn't expect to get chased by a bear back there, did you?" Vira laughed, grasping the others shoulders for a squeeze. "Besides, we know where the cow went, not where the calf disappeared to. The smart choice would be to catch up to her and try and get a bead on her before she does get to a point where we can't catch her."
Turning away, Vira softened her voice. "I couldn't kill a whelp if my life depended on it anyways..." The thought made her somber. "I worked as a nesting attendant before Mohya bonded with me, Alori. I was one of her caretakers when the storm hit last year and wiped out the nesting aeries and all the eggs and hatchlings. She lost a brood of three; kind of held it against all of us in the city that we couldn't save her hatchlings. I've been working with her since then in an effort to make her realize there was nothing we could have done. It took my fall and...and struggle...late last season for her to finally open up enough. Working so closely with the young Wind Eagles previously, I have a really hard time with the concept of killing any creatures young." It was a curious glimpse into the young Endal and her abnormal maternal instinct. It was exceedingly rare for an Inartan to have that sort of nature given the way Wind Reach residents were commonly reared, Endal or not.