The Sunspire How do you do?

Tytonidae smiled awkwardly to the dismissal, taking her own leave just as soon as she was certain that it was safe and wise to do so. Three strides later, she shook her coat, trying to rid herself of whatever stress lingered. She was not sure that she would ever fit in here, nor what she could to do remedy the situation. As usual, she felt helpless, and would turn to Summer for comfort (if not advice as well).