Gate of Memoirs/Fly-Bye

With the forest cleared of the Razorhawks, Feora and Hyshka find solutions to keep it that way.
Portrait 	Dialogue
Music: "The Hunter" 	Music: "The Hunter"
 	
*Razorhawk: *SKRRAWW!!!*
 	
*Feòra: WOO! Yea! It's workin'!
 	
*Hyshka: Shoo! Get out of here!
 	
*The emperor razorhawk flees, kicking up a small flurry of debris with its immense wings.
*Trailing in its wake are the smaller—but no less imposing—golden razorhawks.
Music: "Earth Lament"	Music: "Earth Lament"
 	
*Feòra: Guh. Guess it's set up camp here long-term.
 	
*Hyshka: Hmm...They might have found this place by chance.
*Hyshka: With no natural predators, these woods are a veritable feast for the razorhawks.
*Hyshka: No wonder the local wasp-eaters are so aggressive against anyone stealing their food.
*Hyshka: They can't compete with their bigger cousins.
 	
*Feòra: Well, if they dare to come back, we'll just give 'em a taste o' this.
 	
*Feòra: That's fear tactics for ya!
 	
*Hyshka: Maybe it would be a good idea not to brutalize them.
 	
*Feòra: Don't tell me you actually think these killer birds are cute.
 	
*Hyshka: They are children of the land like you and I, even if they're not meant to be here.
 	
*Feòra: You take all this way too seriously. This is some really old-world stuff.
*Feòra: Ever think about leavin' this sorta life?
 	
*Hyshka: No. Because I am among the last of my tribe.
 	
*Feòra: Oh.
*Feòra: ...My bad.
 	
*Hyshka: I made my way inland as part of my spiritual journey, from our grounds at the shores.
*Hyshka: I have traveled a long way. So far indeed, that these woods are my new home.
 	
*Hyshka wiggles his clawed bare feet for emphasis.
 	
*Feòra: Wow. I don't even know where the closest beach is.
 	
*Hyshka: The point of a spiritual journey is to answer what we call a "soul-question".
*Hyshka: Only then do we achieve the maturity to lead our people.
*Hyshka stares pointedly at Feòra, and in that one moment, the chasm between their worlds was suddenly very noticeable.
*Here was one steeped in the Old Ways of the druids, removed from the sea and eking out a living in a small slice of nature...
 	
*...and the other, human in every aspect save for the most outwardly bestial traits.
 	
*And yet, they were tied together by a common thread. Their origins.
*Feòra shrugs, a lopsided smile on her face.
 	
*Feòra: Hey, I don't mind comin' back.
*Feòra: You look like you need help with the razorhawks anyway.
 	
*Feòra: 'Cause if it came down to it you'd let them mess you up.
*Feòra: See this bad boy? It helps with the look. Soon as the hawks learn this packs a punch, they'll avoid me.
*Feòra: You on the other hand play nice and let them push you around, so that's why you don't get anythin' done.
 	
*Hyshka: Advice from a violencemonger. You do learn something everyday.
 	
*Feòra: Ha. Look. Really yer only choice there buddy.
*Feòra: Be a lot easier if you'd just use this.
 	
*Hyshka: 'Twould be a lot easier IF YOU JUST LISTENED.
 	
*Feòra: ... ...
 	
*Hyshka: Ahem...to yourself, I mean to say. Listen to your own words, wild child.
 	
*Feòra: OI! Who're you callin' a...
 	
*Hyshka: The cudgel is only as strong as the one who guides its swings.
*Hyshka: Make the hawks fear you, not your weapon. Attack only when needed, and you'll strike true. Otherwise you'll—
 	
*Feòra: Okay, fine, we did almost get eaten there.
 	
*Hyshka: (It worked!)
 	
*Hyshka: (Hmmm...perhaps my own purpose lies with guiding this young one, as well...)
*Hyshka: Yes. See? Perhaps something less... 'agitating' would be a good change.
*Hyshka: How about—
 	
*Feòra: Maybe you can...start a patrol!
 	
*Hyshka: Patrol?
 	
*Feòra: To round up the hawks when they do come around?
*Feòra: If you make a habit out of it they'll know who's the big boss.
 	
*Hyshka: That's actually a reasonable idea. I'm impressed.
 	
*Feòra: Oh yea. PLEASE praise me s'more, ya doaty dobber...
 	
*Hyshka: Not until you have shown something to praise, my little kinch.
 	
*Feòra: ... ...
 	
*Feòra: Pfft...Yer face...
*Feòra: A'right, I gotta go. But I'll be back.
 	
*Hyshka: I look forward to that.
 	
*Feòra: ...If only to rack up a whole gallery of hilarious selfies from you!
 	
*Hyshka: ?!
 	
*Feòra: (...Yeah. Guess I'll skip class again tomorrow!)