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Skipping Mel because I am totally rude. Powerplaying Anatole with Mel's permission.
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WC: 307
There was a moment to study the stranger as she awaited Anatole's response, and while the moment was short, there was so much information in just a glance. Her brain, seemingly infinitely complex, processed all information available to Ulilohi's mind just then, and more, even if she knew nothing of such workings. The councilwoman was used to seeing birds, but like Anatole she was more familiar with bird Guides than real bird companions. Her fascination was deeply rooted in her new-found enthusiasm for her own pigeons, or the tribe's pigeons, but that didn't mean she was accustomed to seeing other birds being kept as friends. The horse, she ignored. The observations took only moments to make, but they were valuable.
While the councilwoman had already anticipated the errand she had been called here for, the stranger's change of stance when she appeared only strengthened her assumptions. Anatole indicated towards the female in response to her inquiry and gave a quick summary of what had been discussed, as well as her name. There seemed to be little in favor of not including the female in their ranks. "Unalihelitseti, Grace. It would seem we have need for one such as yourself in our ranks, if you could care for our animals. There are too few of us and so many of them." She paused, thinking of the disaster only a moon back, when all their sheep had escaped their pens. "If you agree to the rank of Animal Carer, you are welcome here." She paused, glancing again at the bird again before returning her gaze to the female. From her experience with bird training these last few days, she truly admired anyone who could train one well, and she could only assume a clever bird such as Grace's would be infinitely more difficult to train than her pigeons, at least when it came to temper. The presence of the bird and horse certainly gave credence to Grace's skill with animals.