Look for runes. Just because Kier was the undisputed best one for the job did not mean she wanted to do it all the time. She really didn't even want to do it some of the time. Sometimes she just went out and perched herself in a tall tree and took a nap instead.

Plus, as far as she could tell, this valley was pretty untouched by humans. She wasn't entirely sure where to even start looking for whatever odd carvings were supposed to sEaL tHe cOrRuPtiOn aWaY, not that they even paid attention to them half the time. She didn't have enough talons to count the number of times humans had completely ignored the very obvious signs to keep their offspring away from the railing at the zoo. But hey, it was a good excuse to fuck around during the day so yeah, for sure, she'd keep looking.

Feeling particularly well-rested on this fine spring day for no obvious reasons whatsoever, Kier spotted her beastie as she rode the wind in from the plains. Talking with a... smaller beastie. Huh. She circled, once, overhead before descending in a rush of snow white feathers and outstretched talons for those meticulously groomed silver strands as she landed on Fluffy's shoulder like a well trained parrot.

'Lo, wee beastie, she greeted curiously, tilting her head to better examine the pup and the bundle of wildflowers in her mouth. Have ye brought an offering?