Trolls have special challenges. That said--- she manages pretty darn well. Her own skills at laying low in the past, the chief teaching her some wood lore. And she finds the agitated birds. A few are chimerical, of course, one often dreams of birds when it comes to seasons. And it looks like , by some bloody chimerical feathers, someone had a meal. Well, a wolf, winged or not, has to eat... and the birds here, even of the dreaming, don't seem particularly sentient.