[aw] looking

Hate the snow? Sparrow wondered how that was possible. Snow made finding herbs hard, sure, but it had kind of pristine look to it. It sometimes looked so smooth. It almost screamed for someone to run through it. It was one of the signs that winter was a thing. It was a reminder that even after hardships, life would return, fresh and new.

The grey woman held a confidence around her that she didn't really see in Abaven. She didn't seem like she was challenging anyone with her air, like a lot of Imperium's wolves either. It seemed like a cool confidence, and Sparrow immediately envied it a little. She wondered if she could learn to be like that one day. Like that, but still herself, obviously. Was that an option?

She laughed a little when Sparrow remembered to introduce herself, but it wasn't a cruel laugh. How could you laugh at someone's mistake and not seem cruel? Cool confidence, Sparrow decided. It had to be. Maybe she needed to be away from her family more so that she didn't go looking at every stranger with sparkly eyes. Her tail was swaying. She needed to stop that. She was starting to ooze at the thought of another being, and to have that being be so chill...

Stop, Sparrow. Stop while you're ahead.

Swallowing, Sparrow regained her composure. Her name was Ricochet? That was... wow... cool. It wasn't even a bird name.

She needed to get out more.

"Ricochet," she repeated, "That's really cool. I'm just... Sparrow. Then there's Finch, Lark, Star-" Her voice cut off a bit. Sparrow cleared her throat, "We're all bird named. I mean, that's obvious, I know, I was just- Ricochet is a cool name."

She should have kept her maw shut. She pressed her lips together, minty eyes looking anywhere but at Ricochet. When she looked back, she finally realized the woman's eyes were mismatched. Even her eyes were cool. Sparrow sucked in a breath. One was fiery and brilliant, while the other was electric and lively. Orange and green. Sparrow just kind of stared for a second, her maw trying to form words, but just, "Wow."

No. Wait. She said that out loud.

Sparrow shook herself, her mind reeling, "I meant- wow, uh, you didn't want to know my family names." Sparrow tried to laugh it off, but it felt forced. Her heart was racing.

She really hoped Ricochet tripped or did something stupid soon, because right now, standing there, she was literally the coolest.

Sparrow had to get out more.