Before it's too late

Sparrow had headed home right after the challenge. She didn't trust herself to not do something dumb with Azure right there and after Recluse lost, she wasn't sure she should act on any of those urges to go comfort her either. The family of my enemy is my girl crush? That was NOT how the saying went. She had barely settled back in when Recluse called at her borders. Sparrow hurried faster than she'd ever admit to get to the pale woman's side. She looked at her, messy and desperate and her heart ached. She didn't like that. Her heart wasn't supposed to beat for anyone but herself anymore. She wanted to make a joke, but her throat burned with a growl she held back- not at Recluse, but at the unseen threats that haunted her. The other woman had won the pack. Sparrow wasn't one to hold grudges based on that. She had fought for Ignis's old pack once, and now the two of them were grand. She wasn't fond of the shank bitch, but she didn't blame her for trying to fight for a pack.

In the end, her brain fizzled, all of her thoughts out of place and all she could muster was a quiet, "Oh, my sweet spirit woman..."