After stepping forward, Whispers on the Night Wind was waved alone into Scoutmistress Bloody-Tail's tent. Inside was a woman of approximately five decades standing at a desk. The green streaks in her hair had gone almost entirely gray and the black majority was clearly beginning to fade, as well. A true warrior of some years, she wore her light armor as though it were silk, indicating that the young exalt should stand across from her. "I've been told you found the bodies of one of my patrols, and what's more, you were kind enough to give them a proper send-off before coming here to inform me personally. You're either spies or the truest patriots I've seen since the last stand of Eagle-Eye Gren. What is your name, stranger?"