Voice Texts From Iko, But it's a Sparrow Thread

Some more bubbles rose to the surface of the lava, entrancing her. The liquid was fascinating - much, much thicker than water, but still somehow retained some of its properties. She stared into the pit of fire as she answered. "Oh, Sirius definitely laughs! Sometimes. In private. With his wife," Makara nodded expeditiously. Her grandfather was straight-laced, but there was still more of a... warmth to him that Makara felt, more so than from her father. But maybe it was her fault. She'd nothing at all impressive. Levi could run circles around her, Callie could knock her over with a wing. Mak chewed the inside of her cheek and looked away. "Oh, my dad? Azure, Sirius' son. I guess it runs in the family? Maybe I should try being super super serious," she mused out loud. She was serious! About things like exploring, and digging, and sometimes fighting but she didn't like to do that so often because it made her just a little nervous. Makara passed back and forth in front of the lake of sorts until she found a sizeable stone and nudged it on in to the pit. The rock met its doom, sinking with a sizzle. "Uhhhhhh... I'm not sure what would hold up to that heat, King!"