Dead Empress Backwater When I come for your soul

Tuwile, a bird has decided to pluck your fur to use for its nest. For @Khalon <3

Dad was gone. Euna too.

He'd had his emotional outburst over it, a rare moment of anger and betrayal for the pup that he couldn't physically keep inside. Now he was resigned to them being gone, still hurt over their choice, but accepting that there was nothing he could do without invoking further wrath from his mother and everyone else.

Tuwile lay on his side, eyes half open as he watched the world go by. It was far more quiet now that Euna's constant demands for attention had disappeared, and even Tori being... suspiciously quiet and withdrawn.

He didn't react as a small brown bird dropped down onto his flank, its head twitching to and fro like birds tended to do. It stood on him for a few moments before plucking out a clump of fur, causing the pup to fully open one eye and slightly raise his head. Normally birds weren't so bold, so this felt like a special moment.

from charming to alarming in seconds

Tuwile had long become Khalon’s favourite sibling. Some days it felt like his brother was the only sibling that he actually liked. Especially now that the numbers seemed to be dwindling away. The only ones he had to choose from were Torianna and Tuwile and he would rather chew off his own leg than admit he felt any kind of affection for his sister. So, whenever he felt lonely or grew bored of spending time on his own - which admittedly took quite a while for a wolf still under a year - he went looking for his light coloured brother.

Today though when he found Tuwile he paused, watching with curiosity as a bird hopped around on top of the wolf. Why was it doing that? The other Valle seemed to also be watching the aves as it collected some of the soft downy fur that Tuwile had to offer. Khalon had not seen a bird act like this before, and could only assume that his quiet, sensitive brother had somehow worked out a way to communicate with it.

It felt like too special a moment to interrupt, so the tawny boy was silent and watched from where he stood. If the bird left on its own, then he would ask for Tuwile to teach him that special power.