Ouroboros Spine Somebody come get her, she’s feelin’ all the liquor.

That was probably a little too forward, too flirtatious. But Towhee couldn’t exactly take back the words and Rodyn didn’t seem bothered by them. She couldn’t hear his chuckle, naturally, but seeing it on his face made her heart skip a little. He motioned for her to move into position, which made something in her belly swoop in a way she hadn’t felt in years.

Drawing in a steadying breath, Towhee stared at his face for a few seconds just to make sure he wasn’t secretly cringing. Then she unceremoniously dropped to the ground, stretching out the hind leg that tended to give her trouble. It was actually visibly thinner than the other, thanks to the partial paralysis that had lent to the muscles atrophying over the years.

It wasn’t hurting her now, though Towhee leaned over to nose where it tended to ache the most: right around the patella, at the front of her stifle joint. She then glanced up at Rodyn, checking in with his expression again as she waited to see what he might do.