Hideaway Strath what's more wrong; that I too wish to be great

Towhee.

Mother to Fennec, and Aquillius’s face twitched oddly to think of his former stepmother. He offered a slight tip of his tail, side to side.

Settling. He offered, not wanting to be too forthcoming with information. Even if this woman had once nursed him.

It seems decent enough, despite the graves. Maybe I could spruce it up. he wiggled his toes. Bone decor was all the rage, he heard from no one, ever.

What of you? Why are you here?