What's the Truth?

Always sleeping? He rolled his eyes in feigned exasperation, shaking his head slightly. "Hey, some of us work hard around here and deserve some sleep," Lark quipped in return, though truthfully he hadn't been doing that much as of late. Definitely nothing that made it reasonable for him to be sleeping all the time, but winter was upon them and he was happy to use reserving energy for the season as an excuse.

Sparrow? Instantly his thoughts went to the worse-case scenarios. Was she okay? Why was Lillie coming to talk to him about this, instead of someone else? The story came out quickly though - it wasn't that she was in danger or needing help or anything like that. But.. she'd been running away from Lillie? He frowned, tilting his head in confusion. The story didn't make a whole lot of sense. Sparrow had been acting like Lillie was going to attack her? Running from her, and snarling at her? It didn't sound like his sister at all. "I.. don't know," he answered simply, unsure what could cause his sister to react that way. Truthfully he didn't know as much about her as he wanted - she'd come and gone quite a bit from Abaven, and he didn't have the slightest inkling as to why she would hate Lillianna. His frown deepened slightly as she went on.

"It's not really any of my business," he said finally, his voice less confused and flatter now, uncomfortable with the story and its implications. Lark had no idea why Sparrow would act so strange around Lillie.  "But she's also not a.. deranged munchkin or whatever you said," he went on, his voice a bit more defensive now. He didn't like hearing anyone insult his siblings, especially wolves he cared about too. "She's my sister, and I doubt she actually wanted to scare you or hurt you." Right? Though there were quite a few things he didn't know about Sparrow, he felt fairly confident that she wasn't the type to hurt someone for no reason, especially someone he cared about.

"I really don't know why she'd be weird like that though." It was obvious that Lillie was uncomfortable with it all, judging by her expression and body language as she spoke, but he had no idea what to do about it. It didn't seem like something he'd be comfortable confronting her about, especially when it really made no sense to him. "Have you thought of maybe asking my dad about it?" Lark shrugged slowly, not sure exactly what he was expected to do or say.