The Tangle bird watching goes both ways

"Ocean," Sif chirps, regaining a bit of her former good mood. "I - from ocean. But live far."

She tipped her nose, as Furi had done, toward her own home-base. In the middle of the tangle, it was difficult to tell exactly which direction Wardruna would be in, but she didn't think these details were too important either way. Furi would not be coming back to live with Sif, and the dark girl doubted they'd see each other again any time soon. The thought was a sad one, but Sif knew she had to be realistic. She shuffled her paws, wishing she knew what to do next.

"I lif wit girlfriends," she chattered, groping inanely for more things to say. "No family."