Overture Downs can't stand it

twitch held her ground, tail flicking idly behind her. his voice was steady, but cutting enough to make her pause and think before answer. usually she didn't do much of that. what was she looking for? she wasn’t sure she even knew the answer herself. if she did, she probably would've wandered off by now.

her ears swiveled, catching the faint rustle of distant leaves as she tilted her head, mimicking him, mock curiosity playing at her expression, though it didn't quite reach her eyes. "nothing in particular," she mused back, lips twitching into the ghost of an amused smile. "—what’s there to find?"

there was nothing funny, not really, except maybe this exchange. he probably wouldn't think so, but that was a reoccurring theme, she'd found.