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A strange, brightly colored female bounded out of the shadows, who also claimed to share some kinship with Tyrian. Well, that meant they were related too... right? Theory snapped awkwardly at a firefly as she turned to address Sparrow's question. "My father is Rhyme, alpha of Abaven," she said proudly. Her small, bunny-like tail flicked upwards at the mention of her father. Being his daughter and a member of Abaven were both things to be proud of.

"Uncles..." she muttered, folding her ears. But they younger than her! Weren't uncles usually an older figure? "Well, since you're younger, I won't listen to you," she asserted quickly. Especially not until she could figure out exactly how they were all related to each other. "If your daddy is Rhyme's daddy, who the hell is he?" Theory blurted a bit crossly. This was all so confusing! Lyra's appearance only further muddied the whole interaction - in fact, Alarr and Sparrow already seemed a bit checked out. Sparrow was wrapped up in the fireflies and Alarr had set about digging at a weed.

At least catching fireflies was a straightforward task. Theory redoubled her efforts, focusing on the blinking bugs and trying to shuttle them into her container. Lou swept her wings in the direction of the container's opening, peering cautiously about at Zahir as she did. The raven was a little bit suspicious of the big cat.

Theory and Alouette catch fireflies #4