When we are free

Tyr joked at her about sprouting girlfriends and Sparrow rolled her eyes, "Oh yeah, left and right. It's crazy." She had never really seen Tyr as an uncle like... Chaos or Jupiter. They were close in age and she had never considered that this conversation could be strange otherwise. "You? I'm waiting for my Tyriminions to come raise hell with me."

Her uncle joked about trying to get rid of her and Sparrow huffed with mock offense, "But without me, who's gonna make sure to lick down that fur that stands straight up on your head?" He said the packs would rue the day she made a band and Sparrow nodded confidently. "I made a list. I visited every single one. It'll be good to pop back up, but, y'know, it'll be like, 'wait that idiot is King of the pirates?'" Sparrow laughed, mocking the people. She WAS an idiot, just a smart one.

He said he wouldn't become a pirate and Sparrow sent him the biggest and best pout she had ever conjured, at least in her own opinion. He asked what he should bring and Sparrow pretended to think on it before nodding sagely, "More. Girls... think you can manage that?" She sent him a wink before becoming a little more serious, "But seriously, any food would be amazing. No pressure though."