Hushed Willows Could've been the wine

The man names after the sound his bonded bird was quite forthcoming on information, a relief with so many canines that seemed to think their tooth and claw was more powerful than that of a feline. He confirmed that she was indeed their queen and that they were of the Seelie Court, ah so they were the group that invaded her Willows. Interesting, truly. What was even more intriguing was that not a single fairy had noticed her, they seemed solely focused on the solitary male speaking to the bird boy.

Ah, recognition came. The man flicked his tail and moved in a way that could only be a language they could understand, mismatched eyes followed the motion and landed on a girl of fire and earth. Avoid her, and right on cue she snapped at the helpful boy and acted as if she was queen. So, there was a power struggle it would seem. The one called a queen was respectful but this self proclaimed one was not. The cat held back a growl as she remembered Virtute's warnings, she would remain hidden until he needed her but that did not mean she was happy about being silent with such a disrespectful creature glared and snarled at someone she cared about.

This little wolf needed to be taught some manners but she was the wildcard and needed to keep quiet. She sent a look at the male before looking back at the flame colored brat, her ears flickering at the mention of a ward. So he had taken in a wolf cub, a change of character perhaps?