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And Tori, from his shoulder, gives a soft klee-klee-klee —which, as any Storm’s Haven child now knows, means fair winds ahead .

“Took a tutorial. Very hands-on. Very… petrel.” petrel tutorial

Tori went quiet. The wind died. And in that silence, Kaelen heard it—a low, rhythmic thrum from the northwest, where a second storm was birthing. He rang the warning bell. The fishing fleet changed course. That night, twelve boats that would have been lost instead returned, nets heavy with silverfish. And Tori, from his shoulder, gives a soft

It wasn’t a book or a scroll. It was a sand-glass, its brass casing etched with the silhouette of a petrel in flight. Inside, instead of sand, tiny fragments of iridescent feather drifted between two chambers. When Kaelen flipped it, a soft voice—neither male nor female, like wind through rigging—spoke into his mind. Very… petrel