The Sunspire all wrong

She had always laughed off the notion that she and Summer would be an item. It had always been a foolish thing to think of herself as anything more than a little girl who had woodland friends that nobody else could see. But now... now all she wanted in the world was Summer. She wanted to wrap herself up in his embrace and never, ever leave. With him, she was comfortable. With him, she did not have to worry. With him, everything was okay. With him, she could be happy.

He returned the sentiment, and she dove right back at his chest, licking the fur there and letting her emotions run through her freely. This was right. When everything else in the world was confusing and strange, she knew that nothing about this was wrong. "I want to be yours, Summer," she whimpered between grooming his jet-black ears. Her identity crisis was all but behind her. She was not Hawk, no matter how much she tried. She did not even know if she was Tytonidae. But she knew that she belonged to Summer. "I want to be an Ostrega," she murmured softly.