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Rohnan stood and kicked dirt onto the small fire to extinguish it. “After you,” she gestured to the direction of their home.
 
“Is anyone around here ever actually fine?” He asked in response. “I’m undecided as to how I am.”
 
A hawk drifts down and lands on Calan's shoulder; a scrap of paper is tied to its leg, and it gives him a light peck to indicate he should take it.
 
Calan removes the paper. “Thank you split pea” Calan reaches into his pouch to retrieve a small treat for his feathered companion. The. Proceeded to read the note. He then wrote a small note of his own and placed it where the other had been minutes before.
“go back to Phal” he said before giving a wistle.
 
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“We should head back. If Phal is sending the birds out then people are probably getting worried. Or more important things or happening. Who knows? Maybe by the time we get back we’ll be in a fourth war.” Rohnan moves to leave the clearing.
 
Without making eye contact Calan laughed at the last remark as he tucked the note into his satchel. “Nah , not worried; more supportive.” Calan kicked some more dirt onto where the fire was just to be sure it was out. “If grinding fae didn’t start a war burning down the forest just might.” He then made his way back home. He had a need to speak with Phal.
 
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