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Word Count → 442 :: Poke me in the eyeball if its wrong for Sparrow to suggest this. I just wanted her to be useful.


It did not seem that the group were enemies of Inferni, if uncomfortable acquaintances at the most, and allowed her fingers to slacken on the horse’s neck. She did not hear much of the kingdom in the north, other than they were not in the favor of most canines that mention them, though none of the comments were directly ill-worded. The large woman that lead the mixed group did intimidate the small coywolf, wondering if she should be wary of them, but she made herself not to make judgments upon their appearances or rumors; their words and actions will soon show what kind of people they were.

The mention of the Boreas wolves made Sparrow uncomfortable, but there was no avoiding their title if they were to discuss them and solve the problem, so she swallowed her feelings. It just felt taboo to her, that if they spoke of them, they would come. If they were to, though, they would meet retribution from both of their enemies. They would not be that unwise, she mused as an afterthought, finding some comfort in that thinking. While all this went over her head, she also paid close attention to the conversation at hand.

Sparrow wanted to remain silent, knowing that her words could barely mean anything. Staying in the background was what she was good for, an unneeded accessory. But, she did not want them, the people from the thistle kingdom, to make her out as useless, so when the Helotes was finished speaking, she quietly yet firmly spoke out, all the while hoping that she was not making some mistake from adding her own thoughts though this concern were not expressed. “My name is Sparrow, Tirones. The Boreas has caused much trouble for both of our clans, and we should unite to face them, together, it’ll be more effective. While there is discussion of the plans, there should be some groups, both of Inferni and Salsola, searching for their encampment.” She took a small, second-long pause, as if half waiting for someone to oppose.

“They could be in the mountains; it would provide some sort of protection for them. But, if they are not mountain climbers, they could be in the east, perhaps even in the south…” Actually, they could have been anywhere, but Sparrow was just suggesting what she would have thought would be the most likely. “There is unclaimed coasts, water sources there, right? And the nearest packs are mostly wolf… They would have no quarrel with them.” She still liked the idea of the mountains better, since she would have done the same, but did not voice her own opinion.

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