i'm close but no cigar for you

”It’s nice to meet you, Thaddeus.” She hadn’t met anyone quite like him before. He was different, but it was good. She liked his unusually long fur and soft ears. His question was a little awkward, but she could answer it pretty easily. She stumbled when he mentioned her coat was pretty. Poem felt a blush well up in her cheeks as she looked away for a moment. Edgar ruffled his feathers as the young Destruction returned her attention to Thaadeus.

”Thank you.” She offered humbly before answering him ”Both of my parents are really tall, but not everyone is like me.” There were plenty of average sized wolves in Abaven, but all but Verse in her own immediate family got their father’s height. She let herself focus on his odd accent, and tried to push down thoughts of her sister. ”Where are you from?” She piped up, curious where his origins were.