Needing Something

Wind ruffled her fur and Raba let her gaze turned north but there was nothing in the air to make her feel as though a storm or anything was heading their way. It was particularly cold but dry and she doubted it would bring snow. That was just as well, she’d barely re-dug the entrance to her den. Hn. She’d better make sure she finished that but she was honestly tired of digging through snow and ice. Karabela’s head titled as Sparrow asked her a curious question and she stared at the other girl for a moment as she mulled the question over. She grinned. “A bird of prey of course! Maybe something like a kestrel? Well…. maybe not, I’m kind of big huh?” She laughed. “How about a hawk?” Karabela sat down, her right leg flicked up to scratch just behind her right ear.

“Say, Sparrow, if you could be a bird what bird would you be?”

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