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The woman snapped back at her, saying she could see it just fine from the other side of the border. Sparrow stamped her foot indignantly, but her face showed she wasn't at all serious, "Hey, I am on MY SIDE thank you very much! Unless you're inviting me over to yours?" she said coyly, stretching out her front leg dramatically as if she was going to cross the boarder, but she never put her paw down. The girl said she smelled like Fireside and asked how Tyrian was. Sparrow threw on a shit-eating grin, "I smell like a fire side? Huh, musta been too close to the volcano, huh?" She egged the other woman for a bit, letting out a laugh before continuing, "Nah, he's doing great- I'm sure there'll be little Tyrs running around in no time and all." She didn't miss the eye dots and destruction marks this woman bore either. Sparrow put her paw down (on her side of the border) and shifted her weight, "How's Rhyme? You one of his?" She asked the question warily, wondering if this was one of the inbreds, but not voicing that just yet.