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officially one of my favorite thread evar
Sparrow became excited when Myrika made it clear that she had gotten the words right, even going as far as to swish her plummy tail behind hr. But, like the woman with the mahogany locks, the fawn force herself to be still, and though her movements were limited, behind the mask was a Luperci bouncing with joy. For whatever reason, the yellow-eyed hybrid found great pleasure in being correct. Whether it was pride in or the enjoyment of receiving words of support from the other, she found herself in anticipation for what she had next for her, as if her mind hungered to be filled with this delightfully unusual information. She wondered for a moment if Vesper could read, and also thought that maybe they could discuss the wonderful world of spelling words, but she found it hard to focus on her sister when the woman spoke again.
“So…” she started, nodding and brows furrowing to show how somber she was taking in what Myri was saying, “its kinda of like sun—the bright thing in the sky, s-u-n—and son—a male offspring, s-o-n? Though they sound the same, their spelling is different, making their meanings different… And as for sow and sow, how they are used shows their meaning… But it’s not easy…” As she trailed on, her words became more or less thoughts that made their way to her voice. It helped to repeat the phrases, to hear them again in order to assist in remembering them.
She became so lost in thought in a matter of a few moments, that she nearly forgot the presence of Myrika before the other moved, handing the thin book towards her. Sparrow met the other’s blue eyes, and her smile grew one, last time, and became a full, genuine one, barely any shyness to be shown to the other. The mottled female gingerly grabbed the book from her, and quickly, though carefully, opened the cover to the first page, a finger brushing the page delicately. “…Thank you, Myrika,” she said warmly without looking away from the paper, though eye contact was not needed to express her gratitude. The feelings that coated her words were enough.
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