[Raven is about to argue back when drowsy but insistent chirping pipes in from her left shoulder. Melody was obscured by the hair until now; she flaps her cotton wings enough to hover in the air around Raven's face, obviously scolding her like a nestling.
Well, it's obvious when one is a bird, anyway. They may not speak each other's language, but the message is pretty clear. Raven's shoulders slump.
Of course he wouldn't understand why it's so important to her. It's not like he knows.]
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Well, it's obvious when one is a bird, anyway. They may not speak each other's language, but the message is pretty clear. Raven's shoulders slump.
Of course he wouldn't understand why it's so important to her. It's not like he knows.]
Fine.