She's Got No One To Blame

The young girl admitted she found it attractive when guys towered over her. Sparrow giggled a little, "Okay, when someone towers over me, I either find it incredibly annoying, or incredibly attractive." Typically it was annoying when guys did it and hot when women did it, but Sparrow wasn't going to say that out loud. Her mind dipped to Peregrine for a moment, then to Kanja. She shook Kanja from her mind. What was her relation to Ashmedai anyway? Better not to complicate things. Besides, Kanja was most likely not even into that. Or into wolves like Sparrow. Either way- yeah it was pretty hot when women were tall and strong.

Sparrow reminded herself not to drool.

Aranea began to talk about her past life and Sparrow's attention was drawn back to the young lady. So she had been in another pack. That wasn't uncommon. Sparrow listened as the woman spoke of poisons, her ears flicking back only slightly as her mind shot to Finch for a split second. After Aranea was done speaking, a moment of silence passed between the two.

"My sister was poisoned," Sparrow said dryly, her eyes looking off in the distance. "She lived. We never found the culprit."

Aranea was much too young to be involved. Sparrow knew that.

"After that, I was very interested in learning about poisons, but I didn't think I could ask anyone..."

Sparrow turned to Aranea, eyes nearly glittering.

"Do you think you can teach me what you know? I'm sure some of our navigators could go get them, or we could go together sometime."

Sparrow nearly lost herself in her excitement. She collected herself and took a breath, her eyes tearing away from Aranea.

"I'm not commanding you to. Not as your alpha. I'm asking as Sparrow. You can say no, but I'm really curious to know..."