*Navigation -- Redbud Nook

Redbud Nook was the first place that Starling had ever taken her too outside of the pack lands, and still remained one of the only places that she had ever explored. She wasn't to keen on heading out of her fathers lands, it was safe in there. But out here? It was scary and new, and everything smelled too different. It was still close enough to home that they could hear her if anything went wrong. But it was almost midday by the time that Finch made her way to the new forest, even though Starling had asked her to meet him there in the morning. It took too long for her to build up her courage to step paw out of Abaven lands. Finch walked close to the earth, hunkered down close to the ground as she crept forward. She needed to find Starling fast, she didn't like being alone. Ears were flat against her head, moving like she was stalking prey. Testing the air she moved towards her brothers scent, the forest sounds filling her ears. She straightened up slightly when she heard bird song, taking a deep breath. They sounded so lovely! She paused under one tree that she heard a couple of birds singing in, humming along with their tunes. It distracted her for a moment, keeping her from joining her brown and white sibling.

"Speech"
'thoughts'

Starling was taking a very rare day off, if one could call it that. He had chosen to stick close to home when it came to herb gathering, chosing his favorite territory to raid. He had invited Finch as well, knowing that she should get out of the territory sometimes. He loved her to bits and he understood her anxirty with all this, boy did he understand it. But Starling always managed to distract himsslf from it, he kept himself busy that he didnt even notice that he was stepping out if his comfort zone anymore. He wanted that for Finch too, wanted to get her out of her comfort zone. He was so intent on his search, digging up plants that he hardly noticed time slipping by, untill his sister's scent awoke him from his job. He blinked slightly, glancing around and realizing that it was far later than he had asked her to come, and he frowned. Starling wasnt upset because she was late, he was more anticipating a bad day for her anxiety. With a gentle sigh he'd turn, trotting towards the scent with a small smile on his face."Finch!" He called over the distance, trotting quickly towards her. "Talk""Italian"

She didn't even realize that she had been completely distracted from her task of finding Starling, not until his voice called out to her. Blinking slowly she lowered her head, her humming cutting off as he trotted into view. She smiled softly, stepping forward and nuzzling into his cheek. Finch breathed in his heady scent, coated by the smell of plants and dirt. "L-listen t-t-to t-the u-uccelli." she said, looking back up to the flowering trees. She used the Italian word for bird, even though she wasn't as far along as Starling was with the language she liked using it now and then. She understood far more than she spoke, having a very hard time focusing on it when there were others around. She only ever used it with her family, and never with anyone else. As she looked high up into the tree, the light of the sun caught the glimmer of her new necklace. The leaf pendant hung around her neck, the gold leaf looking like the skin had rotted away to leave the vein work underneath. She had yet to show Starling her new necklace, she had only had it for a little while.

"Speech"
"Civetta's speech"

Starling stepped up to her side, a gentle smile on his face as he moved to nuzzle her neck in greeting. She had sure grown in the time he had been gone, and he was excited to hang out with her more. Finch was his first and best friend, and he missed her when he couldnt be with her. He paused slightly, turning sky blue eyes towards the trees and tilting his head. The birds? " Hanno una bella canzone del genere… " He said with a gentle smile, tilting his head the other way as he watched the birds hop along the branches above them, singing their song. It was then that something caught his eye, and hed quickly turn to look at the new sparkly thing around his sister's neck. "Wh-where'd you get th-that?" He asked softly, his eyes glued to her necklace. Had she found it when she was gathering pretties? "Burn Baby Burn" "Italian"

She was so enamoured by the bird song, picking up the humming once more along with the winged creatures. But when Starling asked about her necklace, her head lowering as she beamed at her brother. "A p-present! L-l-lillie g-gave it t-to m-me." She chirped, rump wiggling along with the movement of her tail. She stepped forward and nuzzled Star, her vocals still humming with the songs of the birds. "W-what a-are w-w-we g-gunna d-" she broke off suddenly, eyes drifting to a fallen bird that layer on the ground. A shriek left her as she bounded passed her brother, skidding to a stop beside the tiny bird. It was hurt! She turned around to look at Star again, her eyes wide as tears brimmed in their blue depths. "H-help i-it S-star!" she wailed, tears flowing freely from her eyes. Turning back to look at the tiny thing she whimpered, nosing it softly. It was still alive, still breathing. But how long would that last? Her brother could save it, right? He had to!

Huh, Lillie gave it to her. Something about that didnt sit right. He felt a cold wave of jealousy slip through him, jealous of Lillianna. He should have been the one to give Finch a pretty necklace! With a slight quirk of his lips he'd try to smile, glad his shy sister had made a friend, but that small immature part of him continued to fester just so. All of a sudden, in the middle of Finch's question, a soft thump intereupted her. Ears perked, but Finch was the first to see it and reavct. He'd quickly spin at her wail, blue eyes so wide as he reguarded the bird, and for a moment he paniced…inside, at least. He didnt know how to heal a bird! Was it different from healing a wolf?? Could he get a bird to chew?! Quickly he rushed to his sisters side and looked down at the bird before carefully leaning down to nudge it. Please dont be dead! He wasnt sure if he could explain that to his sister, that he couldnt heal the bird…. He'd swallow slightly, hoping for some reaction from the fallen…was that a finch? Huh, how morbid was that? A crying finch at his shoulder and a possibly dead one at his paws. This almost seemed to come straight out of a children's terrible story. His mind was so busy with panic and odd thoughts that he barely noticed the nervous, sad twitter from above. "Burn Baby Burn" | "Italian"

Finch eyed the little fallen bird with tears in her bright blue eyes, the poor dear was hurt so bad! Sher perked up slightly when she heard the calls above their head, and saw that there was a big gray and spotted bird singing sadly for its friend. Whining, she turned to Starling, he was her only hope to save the birdy! It was so small, and it kinda looked like a mini owl at her paws. Her brother said nothing and she whimpered, poking her nose at the poor bird. Its chest was rising and falling very slowly, and she had no idea what was wrong with it. The bird above them squacked sharply as she poked at its friend, causing the girl to step back and look up at it. Was the bird trying to help its friend? "M-mr. B-birdy, w-w-what is w-wrong w-with y-your f-f-friend?" She asked it, not even caring that it probably had no idea what she was saying. She was desperate and didn't know what to do. Her gaze went over and searched Starling's face, trying to read his face. Oh he had to know something, anything! She knew that he was a bird and it would be different than wolves, but... but he had to try! Anything, something, oh please oh please.

"Speech"
"Civetta's speech"