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-"So then I says to Mabel, I says"-  

Chuckling, and halfway through a poorly-paced joke with no real point, Niamh stopped abruptly and cast a smile in Phox's direction as he called out to the two women, huddled together. She shrugged with a grin and added, using smaller ptero gestures to have the same effect as lowering her voice- -"I'll finish this later."- To her approaching mate, she abruptly gestured for him to hustle up and join them. -"Hey Babe"- She greeted warmly, pleased with being addressed as an over-lady. Given her nature, it wasn't often that Niamh was referred to as a lady at all, so she was milking her promotion as much as she possibly could. 

He mentioned the promotion Towhee had offered, and Niamh didn't comment at first- having fixated instead on the droplets of water that splattered all over the bridge of his muzzle leaving little sparkling orbs that would've driven her nuts. She moved toward him, and gave him a somewhat sloppy lick across his muzzle, to fix his fur, though...Given how much rain there was, there wasn't much to be done. Wolves didn't come with windshield wipers. -"Oh?"- She commented, hoping he'd spill the beans when prompted for an answer.