Ouroboros Spine I move my feet but I feel no beat.

sorry for the wait!

Wilwarin didn't quite understand that Towhee was saddened by her presence nor would she have comprehended why on her own, but she was not entirely immune to the woman's feelings. Her brow rippled with a tic borne of concern, rumpling worriedly over her gilded gaze. 'That's okay. I can be quiet.' The butterfly grinned widely at her own inside joke, not realizing just yet that the Redhawk was deaf and didn't know she was mute. 

The young girl shuffled matter-of-factly, settling herself on thin haunches of white by the older she-wolf's side. For a moment, her eyes wandered over the lake and the distant trees ringing the opposite shore. Peace and quiet wasn't so bad. Maybe this was why adults seemed to like it so much. 

Towhee captured her attention again, however, when she spoke of Ptero. The pup cocked her head, never having heard of it in her young life. 'Oh, yes,' Wilwarin agreed readily anyways, tail picking up a fierce wag at the thought. 'I would like that. The others don't always know what I'm saying,' she revealed.