Feeling So Free

Sparrow watched the exchange between the two, feeling her own face warm up. Surely she was imagining things, but the moment seemed a little too intimate for her to be watching. Her eyes became averted as she tried not to hear their words. Without noticing how much time passed, her attention was suddenly grabbed by her sister's call. Sparrow looked up with a, "shit I was caught" look even though she was honestly just zoned out. Her sister wanted her to see what Dart had brought. Shaking her pelt, Sparrow came near the duo, "What is it?" she asked, one brow spot raising.

Finch said that she was ready to go get water and the memory of their conversation hit Sparrow like a wall. She had forgotten. Her tail swished behind her and a smile crept onto her face, "Haha, water today, spars tomorrow? Well, not actually tomorrow, but, you know..." Sparrow's eyes looked towards Dart, "How've you been, Dart? Keeping my sister company?" Her look was soft towards the loyal fox. As far as she could discern, he was faithful, honest, and, though odd, a reliable member of the pack. Sparrow realized she hadn't made the effort to get to know him even though she held him in good regards.

How had she fallen so far in the background?