Noctisardor Bypass High unicorn tolerance

A girl, Goldfinch repeated slowly, ears flattening with the words. No ordinary jealousy, this; it mingled with a vague sense of betrayal, disbelief. Could a girl really take him from her so easily? Had this Treepie seen him at his lowest, had she fed him and protected him as Goldfinch had done?

Did she deserve his devotion?

Her ears twitched irritably. She might have said more, but just then she gave a little start as if struck. My... Goldfinch swallowed, looking around for her familiar with a sudden fear in her eyes. My - my bird... where...