Bad Thoughts

Her aunt would appear and Sparrow would breath at her motion to slow down. Harmony couldn't speak Italian, "Oh. Sorry... habits." she mumbled, not feeling particularly bad about the mistake, but more wary of being overheard. Okay, now she knew she was being paranoid. Licking her lips, Sparrow sat and let her aunt groom her. It was nice to have someone be affectionate towards her and for a second, Sparrow let it sink in as she collected her thoughts.

The moment passed and Sparrow sighed, "I was wondering what to do if... if someone in the pack is acting strange... suspicious. Should I tell Dad? I don't want to bother him if I'm wrong but-" Sparrow shook her head, "Maybe it's nothing but it's all I can think about lately and..." Sparrow took in a long breath and sighed out the words, "I'm not sure what to do about it..."