Love Is Not A Weakness [Meeting]

Sparrow leaned into her brother, waiting for the meeting to start. As Lillianna passed by, Sparrow pressed harder into Lark's side, her own paws slipping from under her slightly. She panted lightly, her tongue lolling out over her slightly smiling lips.

The meeting went well enough, and her father asked people to speak up if they wanted a higher rank. Since she had been hanging out in the pack so much recently, the small girl wondered if she should try to take more responsibility in the pack. When Lark spoke, his voice rumbled through Sparrow's ears. If he wanted to try, she wanted to as well.

Shifting slightly, Sparrow leaned off of her brother, "Maybe I could try... Prima Guarire? Or maybe that should be an eventual goal... Maybe Prima Medico? I'm not sure who else is practicing healing besides Aunt Harmony and I, but I would be willing to... be tested?"

Sparrow wasn't sure how she could be tested so she simply shrugged and flopped softly back onto her brother. She didn't want to seem over-eager, but she didn't want to seem like she didn't care either. Half hiding her face in her brother's fur seemed like a good in-between.