[Amanaduial the archer]

Amanaduial listened to the letter with interest but her thoughts and eyes were on the bird on the rafters. Patting her pockets with gloved hands she eventually found a small piece of bread, only from a day ago say and caught the birds eye. Its golden gaze travelled from her eyes to the piece of bread to the wolves and after a moment stomach won over brain. Wyrd flew down, landing on Amanaduials arm gently and gobbling the bread as the elf stroked its head gently, smiling at the touch of its soft feathers.