Firefly Glen ^________________________^

as a beat or two of shared silence spread between them sobeille found herself struggling to read the cues briefly flashing across treepie’s expression. was it something she said? before she could give it much more thought, treepie turned the full sweep of her gamboge gaze on sobeille, eliciting a subtle flip in sobeille’s consciousness.

tikaani wasn’t known to her. opening her mouth to say this, she clapped her jaws shut as treepie revealed she’d forgotten to share her own name in the process. sobeille believed in etiquette, but it was her own strange species of it - she appeared visibly flustered for several seconds before her composure returned.

i be sobeille. another loud grumble rippled through them. sobeille motioned in the direction they’d both been going and began to walk, one velvet ear turned to treepie. what did you ‘unt with arrluk?