If it weren’t for her hair tied into a messy bun or her smudged eyeliner or the giant covered birdcage she was carrying, Ditka Starrrr would have looked like a Risan model on gym day, in sweats and an oversized tank.

She lumbered the birdcage, which rumbled with cursing and heavy fluttering noises, through the streets of Oed V, looking at all the street signs intently.

They were lost.

She’d managed to entice Hinky into his cage with lies about going back to Risa, but the bird was aware of the subterfuge. She thought that maybe–maybe–a professional could help them figure out this mess.

If only they could find the counselor.

-Ditka Starrrr, Guest Relations at the Golden Klaxut Market