So I'll strum my guitar
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Dalgina moved in, scanning around the room. It was furnished well enough, reflecting the feel of the wolf before her. It was a touch simple, without the overlaying mess that tended to flourish in Dalgina's wake. Her part of Taru's house was never complete without scattered art pieces that had been partly completed and jewelry that had been forgotten. Her hand played over the beautiful bracelets on her arms, listening as they clinked softly. It was a nice background to the strumming of his guitar.

Tehu muttered quietly, clearly deciding that Adrian wasn't worth trusting because he wasn't Taru despite looking like her. Dalgina touched him softly to quiet the bird and perched on the edge of one of the seats. She wasn't entirely comfortable, but she never was around those she didn't know. She'd have to put up with it until he became more familiar to her. His question drew a puzzled look from both creatures, looking as if Adrian had sprouted a second head. Of course she can. She's always been able to. Dalgina had known Taru for almost all of her life, and Taru had always spoken that language for as long as she'd known her.


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