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She watched carefully as the woman did not turn to greet the young wolf, why was that? She watched her ears and then her hand on the large bird, noting any sign of emotion that the woman was trying to portray. But she got nothing off her, this was all very strange. Her ears then perked when the woman spot to her, noting her name and then talking of the large bird. He did not like others being close? Now that was strange, Grynn acted very different compared to this bird. Neela’s bird was proud and relished in the attention Juliet gave her but this similar looking bird seemed to hate it.
Slowly she moved a few steps away from the blind woman as she watched the hawk fluff out his wings in warning. Nope this was not a stupid pigeon, this bird meant business. ”Why is he so protective?” She first asked, curious eyes looking only at the hawk and his red tail. ”What kind of bird is he, he is different than Grynn. She was a… Peregrine Falcon” She asked yet another question but this time compared him to the only other pt like bird she had met.
The girl moved her eyes from the not so friendly winged creature to his companion, unsure how to take her facing away from her. Tilting her head she notices slight memotions seep through her features but they were very unreadable to Juliet. She never really had someone show discomfort with her presence so she simply ignored the signs. ”I have been okay.. Worried I guess.” She stated, finally telling someone that she was feeling this way, after all where was that boy. He had told her that he would visit, and yet there was no boy here. Plus she left her cloak in his lands and with her mother’s fear of Liam she did not dare go get it herself.
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