As The Sparrow Flies

Honestly Flurry probably should have been paying more attention lately, but she was kind of off in her own world right now. She had big plans, wanted to go out there and do chaos but she wasn't sure she really knew how, so she'd spent most of her time day dreaming lately. It wasn't like she was totally oblivious, she knew that pale woman who'd brought her brats had died and the king didn't exactly seem to be taking it well but she just assumed Sparrow would bounce back...

Apparently she assumed wrong, there was a definitive tone to her father's call, and she cocked her head to the side before getting herself untangled from her position and going to meet him. It wasn't that Flurry couldn't leave, she simply saw no reason to. It was easier to stay, it gave her the luxury to fuck about and she valued that more than striking it out on her own. So she was clear in her position when she arrived, she said  othing but moved to stand next to her father  practically beaming up at him, leaving space to give him the spotlight still and make it clear she wasn't counting herself as his equal... Yet.

"Speech"