maybe where the roads part

Sparrow · 05-13-2012, 02:08 PM

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sorry for the poopy post. ; ;

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Sparrow herself was glad that her “big” sister fancied someone. Though the idea was an unfamiliar thought to be pieced together with the fiery woman, it was one that brought a smile to her face. She guessed she was a romantic at heart, though she never hoped the same for herself; she was just as pleased seeing two lovebirds than to join the flock. Good friends were enough for her to worry over than to have someone close to her heart with the danger that she might one day lose them.

She was so focused on Vesper that she had forgotten about the bird. When it spoke, she had first thought the words came from the tawny hybrid; for a moment she was deeply confused as to how she could have sounded like that. But, she realized that when she addressed Stark that the bird could speak—which did not leave her with any more clarity. Nonetheless, she listened to him, even though it was strange to listen to him talk. When the raven seemed to be finished with sharing his information and fluttered to the entrance, Sparrow took a moment to evaluate it.

For some reason, she was not too surprised that Vesper did not seem to have eyes for a man, nor did she find it odd. Instead, she thought over both Myrika and her sister, how they act, how would they get along. It clicked in her head, for whatever reason, and immediately felt herself liking the idea. “I see…” she mused in a half-reply to Stark, her voice soft in thought.

The mottled woman was surprised that Vesper turned to her, and seemed to know her own opinion of Myri, blinking in confusion at her question. “Y-yeah, she’s nice… She taught me a little how to read.” The historian also helped her more than just that, but she did not imply that there was more; she did not want her sister to find out that she had to visit the woman for support during a moment of weakness. She did not want to ruin any respect that managed to scrap itself that Vesper had for her.

Though she wanted to press Vesper for further answers about her budding feelings, she decided to leave that topic alone; though highly curious about them, it seem to be a developing matter, and if her sister wanted to talk about it, she was there to listen. Sparrow became quite once more, her mind left blank, and stared at a cave wall in her silence.

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