Blackfoot Forest The simorgh sleeps on velvet tongues

Hawkeye was genuinely surprised at Pied's dream and the smile that followed. The male chuckled seemingly behind her right ear, and she twitched the vessel in annoyance. Way to trickle what's going on to me, she thought, displeased at both herself for getting too comfortable with whoever he was and him pestering things into her mind.

Considering for a moment, Hawkeye responded to the small piebald wolf. "I just had a nag at the back of my mind. A family would be nice. We don't really have an prospective males, unless you consider.. uhm.. Lecter." The black wolf felt her face grow warm, thanking Sos that wolves couldn't physically blush. She quickly recovered, and turned the conversation's focus back on Pied. The voice must have hinted to her for a reason. "What was the dream about? Do you think it had any significance?" She focused her eyes onto the other female, cocking her head slightly in curiosity.

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