Silver Creek waiting for a passing feeling

why does uka insist on bothering him no matter what course of action he decides to take? delight can't resist the overdramatic hfff that escapes him when the other begins his story, giving him his best dead-eyed stare. "riveting," he says, in a tone he hopes will convey his complete disdain for the concept, but uka barrels on as if delight hasn't spoken at all.

not only is his story unwanted it totally lacks craft, rushed right to the punchline. the androgyne opts to stay on the ground but shifts, one damp paw pointed in his packmate's direction. "you have to give the girl a name," he says, "and - like, okay, why did the gods grant her wings? was she like, a favorite of theirs or something? or do you mean the songbirds were specifically to punish filou 'cause that requires a whole different set up-" the slightly puffy look he'd been sporting is gone, replaced by agitation and what you could generously call passion as he subjects poor uka to his tirade. (if nothing else - at least he doesn't look upset anymore.)