Phoenix Maplewood When the buzzards get loud

Almost instantly, Indra was looking at him in a different way (one that Larus wasn't comfortable with) and her tone made him shift uncomfortably prior to his own reply. His ears flipped back briefly, but he tried to relax, giving her the benefit of the doubt - whatever she'd been through had probably affected her judgement in some way. Couldn't she see he was a friend? Oh well.

I met her a couple times, he admitted, I'm from Easthollow. If you live in the Valley - well, we're neighbours. His tail wagged and he smiled awkwardly then, trying to think of the best way to ease her suspicion but not really having any idea. His posture was slack, he tried not to look at her too boldly or make strong eye contact, deferring to her in every physical sense, but it didn't feel like enough. We um, we have similar names - me and your sister. I'm Larus.