And let the doorknob hitya where the good Lord splitya!

Reaching out a paw Rœkia ran her claws down one of the rocks, getting a feel for it before she turned to gaze at the large slate male who identified the rocks as nothing more than old relics. Well… she probably could've figured that out but it was the thought that counted right? With a smile she turned and trotted over to the men. The paler male seemed awfully skittish. Awww…. poor baby! Did she make him nervous? That was rare.

Rœkia grinned and nodded at his question, unable to help herself. "Mercy? Oh yea I know her! Quite the gal, that Mercy. 'Friad it's been awhile since I've seen her though." The lies slipped free from her mouth as naturally as her breath and she let them without much thought. "My name is Magpie by the way… I happen to be looking for someone to, have either of you boys seen my magpie? His name is Wolf."

"Speech"