Moonspear pure imagination

Part of her badly wanted to trot out her new relationship status, of course, but Tiuttuk refused to entertain that ugly part of herself that seemed so keen to show itself today. She shoved it down by reminding herself that Kira deserved none of this inner pettiness. She was, as far as Pie could tell, a lovely woman, inside and out.

Perhaps that was part of the problem. Her yellow eyes tracked over Kira, noting the way her hooded features were perfectly offset by her hazel eyes. Unlike Treepie, her fur blended in a pleasant ombre that really showed off the slender curve of her neck. Her primary coat—a fetching cream color—highlighted her petite figure and long legs. Honestly, she was kind of stunning.

Tiuttuk’s eyes flitted back to her face when Kira spoke of meeting more wolves and, indeed, joining the great hunt. She said she’d given their last conversation a good deal of thought, an admission which made Pie’s heart skip a beat. She tried to figure out why that was as Kira settled beside her and posed a question about her recent foray to the caldera.

The politely inquisitive expression on Kira’s umber face made her heart do a funny little dance, as if it couldn’t decide whether to skip another beat or sink into the pit of her stomach. She just stared at the other woman for an uncomfortably long beat before catching herself, blinking and shaking her head as she stiffened her spine.

It, she said slightly haltingly, tearing her eyes away and pointing her gaze toward the distant caldera, was wonderful. From there, she quickly fell into the rhythm of reminiscing aloud, Not only did I get to catch up with my family, I got to be there to welcome some new members to it. She sighed, a happy little sound, and looked back to Kira to add, Thank you for asking.

Not only was she pretty, she was kind too, making a point to ask Treepie about her trip. The Ostrega felt weirdly dizzy for a moment, though she took a few steadying breaths and tried to organize her thoughts as she let her yellow eyes drift away again.

So, you’ve given some thought to what you want to do? Did the hunt help with that? she guessed conversationally, speaking to a nearby rock before glancing Kira’s way.