my cup of tea

She felt light and airy in his presence, like she could more easily weather the hardships that surrounded her and Abaven. Life looked a little brighter with Corvus here beside her. Twig looked up into his verdant green gaze as he raised a brow with uncertainty before she explained herself. Her big reveal managed to bring a chuckle from him, the joyous sound was one Twig could revel in. Corvus had so much weighing on his shoulders, being able to make him laugh made her feel good.

Twig was slightly surprised he hadn’t gotten a taste of honey before, but she smiled brighter. If they could find a hive she would be there with his for his first try. A special occasion. ”I think you’ll really like it.” She assured him sweetly, knowing there was a very good reason honey wasn’t often on the menu. You had to get through the bees first. He was even more eager than she was and happily began to lead the way. She wondered for a moment if he might race her again, but no one would be celebrating a win to a bee hive first.

”I’ve been following a few honey bees all day.” Twig explained as she trotted contentedly beside him, not sparing her little glances in his direction. She felt giddy inside. ”I think they’ve built a hive in one of the hollow trees.” She motioned ot the copse that Corvus had already glanced towards.

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