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Theory answered her father's call readily. She'd been meaning to touch base with him for some time now to chat about Poem and Motif but they seemed to keep missing each other. It was a relief to spot a hearty catch ready for dinner as she approached. Nothing better than a dinnertime chat! Theo pricked her ears as she closed the distance between them and touched her muzzle to his cheek. "Finally spring! It felt like it would never get here," she murmured, flopping down beside the large bird. Although she was his leader, she was still his daughter, and she waited for Rhyme to begin eating before she did. Some habits never seemed to fade. "Thank you for the meal. I'd been meaning to finally pin you down, but..." she rolled her shoulders lazily. "Too busy enjoying the weather." Theo laughed cheekily, settling her chin on her paws. "But you called me here first," she added, tilting her head slightly as she peered up at him. Had he summoned her for a reason or just for some company over dinner?