No Place In Heaven For Me

The boy would tell her to calm down, bringing out a small huff from the girl. Raising a paw she rubbed her eyes, drying them from the few tears that had fallen. Her speech was simple, because she didn't really feel the need to speak. This was the most she had probably said more to this boy than she had ever said to her family. She settled back down on her rump, trying to calm her fur so that she didn't look quite so... ruffled. But he answered her question, and it made her turn to him with a knowing look. She wasn't sure if he had even heard about her and her siblings being born, or how many of them there were. But she totally got it, there were times that she just wanted to get away from all the noise that her littermates made, but had been way too afraid to wander away from them. Until now. "Finch," she said suddenly, raising a paw to point to her chest. With the same paw she then extended it towards him, reaching out towards his brown form. A brow lifted in question, she liked to talk with as little words as possible. Already she was becoming quite good at reading body language, preferring to remain silent most of the time. Finch felt a little bold, and scooted her butt a few scoots closer to the boy. A shy smile showed on her face as she quickly looked down at her paws. Her boldness didn't seem to last too long after all...

"Speech"
'thoughts'