Thrice cursed bleeding heart

*Vail* · 01-12-2016, 12:54 PM

Vail would simply ignore his antics. She couldn't see his childish faces, but had she been able to she most certainly would have returned them. She'd focus mostly on the little bird on her shoulder, his little noises were amusing. Her ears would tilt back at Solor's words, he was trying to act like he'd done something special or that he'd gotten any kind of thanks from her. She'd take her turn to 'harumph' him as her paws carried her farther into the wood. She'd listen despite herself as he offered a name suggestion, it was pretty an dthe meaning behind it was beautiful. But Vail couldn't let him have that kind of satisfaction. "What? Your name is, Notch?" She'd ask, one of the little cries and clicks sounded similar to that word. "Sorry Solor, looks like he already has a name." She'd flick her tail triumphantly, however victory was fleeting. She was focusing so much on getting on Solor's nerves and listening to her little bird that she'd completely miss some tree roots. Vail would find herself face planted on the forest floor. The owlet had held on to her scruff expertly, and was no worse for wear.
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