Ouroboros Spine I move my feet but I feel no beat.

One of Towhee’s ears pinned sideways. It was difficult to conceptualize Wilwarin’s issue, since nobody made sounds in Towhee’s world. There was no way for her to tell the difference. She did understand what it was like to run into communication problems, though. For that, the girl definitely had her empathy.

-“Well, Ptero can be useful, though it requires that the other wolf you’re trying to communicate knows it too,”- Towhee cautioned. -“For what it’s worth, I’ll probably never get confused or misunderstand you. I’m an expert lipreader.”- Maybe just knowing there was someone around who could interpret her so easily would mean something to young Wilwarin.

Although she still felt lackluster about everything, Towhee supposed she really ought to pay attention to her duties. -“Let’s have a little lesson, just a few simple signs to get you started. Then we’ll meet again sometime for more, once you’ve mastered them. Sound like a plan? I can spare about half an hour, then duty calls.”-