The Sunspire this way, that way · joining

“Yes, ma’am,” Tytonidae replied, feeling as though she would get through this interview without too many more questions. She was young, adaptable, and she could not return to Blacktail Deer Plateau. The Sunspire was likely her last hope, and she had a good feeling that she could survive—perhaps even thrive—here. All they had to do was give her a chance, and she'd be golden. Ty fidgeted, hoping there would not be too many more questions before she was allowed to scurry off with Summer and find some food to fill her very empty belly. It gurgled at that moment, as if to defy her wishes of remaining patient.