The pale yearling couldn't help but admire the different hues of brown and grey that adorned the female's face. Despite being vain and stuck up, Cara knew beauty when she saw it and the girl standing in front of her was filled with it. She ran her eyes down the different features of the girl's face, something about her delicate facial details screamed bird at her. But not in the way Tyrande had insulted her the first time they met.
Her thoughts were interrupted when the girl opened her mouth to speak. Her voice was as soft and sweet. Yep she was definitely a bird. The yearling returned the smile, feeling like she could use a well deserved break of the somber frown that she had been wearing since Jinx got ill.
Cara's ears cupped in Vienna's direction when she mentioned a pack she had never heard of. "The Sunspire, where is that?", she asked sweetly, though her voice was not even one third as beautiful as Vienna's. This knowledge would serve for future scouting trips.
