The young pup's attention was mainly on the bird, noting it's brilliant colors, the way that it held herself. He was lucky to have a falcon as his companion. Dalgina was getting a raptor of her own soon, but it was taking time. Eyes shot wide at the confusion in the stranger's voice. Whirling around Dalgina stared at him. What? How had he known who her Mahn was? They had never met before. Her nose crinkled with confusion as he continued. Saul? She looked him over, seeing if she did indeed remember him.
Her age worked against her. The youthful pup didn't remember him at all. She still had the tree carving he had given her, but her memory of it's creation was focused on the hands working over the wood, and the calm rumbling of someone speaking. Saul was forgotten. Dalgina shook her head, wondering when they had met. No. How do you know me? Her speech was shy, slightly formal in her shyness. She had just wanted to see the bird. Dalgina was unsure how to talk with this stranger.
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