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For a few moments, it was quiet.
They looked at each other.
Wolf and goose. Goose and wolf.
Those beady little eyes were unwavering and unblinking. And Tiberii, for a few moments, felt like she was being scanned, as if those eyes could peer past her own and look deeper — how far was that goose looking? And what would he see?
Tiberii would blink as the honking once again broke the silence, the small little bird scuttling from the nest of treasures to compress its downy body into her forelimbs. Those little wings would flap, so tiny and precious and delicate, and Tiberii felt something inside of her melt. Of course, Tiberii didn't speak bird, but she certainly could relate to the power of the honk. And something about this little gosling, nested so sweetly beneath this tree of lights, seemed like it was meant for her.
A gift.
Oi, 'ello there little one,she said, finally speaking before taking a gentle paw to bring the gosling gently nearer.
S'alright,she'd tell him, hoping to calm some of his fervor and flapping.
What're ya doin' out 'ere, eh?She smiled before quickly stifling.
Her gaze would peer upward, wondering if anyone was around.
She was talking ... to a bird.
Was she expecting him to talk back or something?
Was she losing her mind?
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