the balance of the blue jay
spirit and smol birb
01-02-2022, 03:54 PM
“Oh! I’m sorry, I didn’t mean you, I meant wolves in general?” Aster tilted her head and the feathers on her head fluffed up sheepishly. “Sorry. Uh. That probably sounds insensitive. No wolf has ever tried to claim or eat me, but, honestly? Probably a matter of time. Especially since I talk to more wolves than everyone else in my family put together!”
“My name’s Aster! Like the flower. My mom really likes flowers, if you couldn’t tell. Obsessed with them, she is. Guess it’s better than naming me after a walnut? ‘Cause I eat walnuts. Wouldn’t it be weird to be named after something I eat?”
Aster leaned forward, spread her wings, and glided down to a lower branch. This close to him, she could make out his face and body language better from all the way up in the tree. “Nice to meet you, Spirit!” She tilted her head, noticing the saddlebag on him for the first time. “Huh, what’re you carrying around? Are you looking for something? Maybe I can help you find it!”
“My name’s Aster! Like the flower. My mom really likes flowers, if you couldn’t tell. Obsessed with them, she is. Guess it’s better than naming me after a walnut? ‘Cause I eat walnuts. Wouldn’t it be weird to be named after something I eat?”
Aster leaned forward, spread her wings, and glided down to a lower branch. This close to him, she could make out his face and body language better from all the way up in the tree. “Nice to meet you, Spirit!” She tilted her head, noticing the saddlebag on him for the first time. “Huh, what’re you carrying around? Are you looking for something? Maybe I can help you find it!”