Storm's A Brewin'

Finch blinked up when she called out to wolf, and for the first time she noticed the magpie that had come with the stranger. So Finch wasn't the only one with a bird friend! Oh, but where was Civetta? She had no idea where her tiny finch friend had gone, and missed her terribly. Blue eyes watched the bird , and it was then that she realized that only she had shared her name. Oh how ride of her, she hadn't even asked. But it was so hard to focus, so hard to considerate when she was this cold and scared. "W-what's your n-name?" The young girl stuttered, leaning in closer to soak up her warmth.

Inner thoughts were scattered when Wolf flew back down, apparently there was a storm coming. She looked to the stranger with wide eyes, did that mean that they couldn't go home right now? Finch whined, but nodded slowly when a den was offered. She was cold, but she just wanted to go home. She understood that the woman was just looking out for her, she would never get anywhere in this weather. "W-what's can I g-go home?" she asked with another whimper, shivering as she pulled herself to her paws.

"Speech"
'thoughts'