Moonspear You've got all the butterflies tied up inside

She appreciated Kinusi’s warm, breezy acceptance and quickly said, I sure will. They’re probably full-grown by now, though I bet they’re still adorable.

As for her cousin’s immediately previous question, that required some consideration, especially since Treepie hadn’t really expected it. It had been quite some time since she’d bothered thinking about ranks or trades. They didn’t matter to her much these days, though she supposed she ought to change that now that she had a village to support again. She needed to find a way to contribute.

Advising is one of my specialties. I’d be happy to help in that way, if you and Katmai need it, she said with a small smile. I don’t really sing or tell stories very much anymore, though I had a thought earlier, when you mentioned healing and singing. I was going to joke that the right song could heal someone. I could perhaps pursue counseling more in-depth. But I’ll have to think on it more and get back to you, if that’s okay.

She nudged Kin’s chin, wondering what else they could talk about. There were so many things! At some point, she wanted to pick the other woman’s brain about Kindle, though that could wait for now. As much as she enjoyed discussing romance, there was still so much more ground to cover, just between the two of them.

Want to walk with me, and talk about… well, everything? she invited, holding out a foreleg to loop it with Kinusi’s. Maybe you could sing me a song. Not that I’m in a bad mood or anything, but your voice—and your company—has always cheered me up, Kini.