wings of a moth ;; open to everyone

[Cobra]

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And friends just can't be found -

he chased her as he often did. they were in constant back and forths of this. she screeched at him then dove. he replied with a scream of his own, though deeper and more harsh. he dove after. pulling up as if walking on the ater before she pulled sharply into the trees. easier for her than him, but he was persistant.

twisting to follow after, he had to slow himself, but soon he landed. claws in the land under him as he studied her there. wondering if this was a ploy or was she truly going to fight this time. this game they played was always littered with uncertainty. so, he chirped that deep chirp. a question she would understand.

speaking

[sub][W]isker[/sub]