It took some time for Tamaska to get used to her new home. But with Sheauga now with her every step of the way, things got a bit easier. The soft hearted woman had taken to the flowers blooming in the meadows, gathering up a small bouquet of blues and violets for her sweetheart. Then took to the forests once more in search of her. But it wasn't Sheauga that Tamaska had found first. Above her, far off in the distance, a loud voice was calling her name. What on earth was that?

She tried to peer hard into the canopy, confusion clearly written all over her face. That's when she saw it. A fluttering blue jay coming straight for her, with Sheauga following closely behind them. The bird had perched itself high above her on a tree branch, looking particularly proud of themselves.

A smile spread on the woman's face at the sight. Well then, seems like someone has a lot to say. Who might you be? Tamaska was grinning at the bird, then looked to her beloved as the woman covered in racoon patterns made her way right on over. Hey there, Sheauga! Everything alright?