her ears gave the barest flick.
pretty sure i just hit a tree, but thanks.she paused. sniffed faintly. a slow blink followed. her posture remained stiff, uncertain—caught somewhere between fleeing and folding in on herself.
..you can get up now,she added in the least uncomfortable voice she could muster. twitch didn’t have the voice for sharpness, only dull edges and that awkward, crab-clawed way of poking instead of speaking plainly.
