// So go and pitch your fit, no one gives a shit //
The ningo continues to try to wriggle free from the hellhound’s mouth as Caly lands on her two taloned feet, wings fluffing as she makes herself appear larger than she is beside her sister. His question is aimed at them after they hear the attuned’s excuses, causing the sunstreak to cock her head as if trying to debate what a fitting punishment might be.
Her sister’s voice filters through and she clacks her beak in response, shaking out her feathers a touch before she bobs her head in agreement to Nova’s suggestion. Clean ‘n make a formal apology to the owners. That seems better than what her gut instinct had been.
Which admittedly might be an overstep with her mind drifting toward banishment. Ah well.
Caly says he should clean the place AND formally apologize to the owners of the house.
Her sister’s voice filters through and she clacks her beak in response, shaking out her feathers a touch before she bobs her head in agreement to Nova’s suggestion. Clean ‘n make a formal apology to the owners. That seems better than what her gut instinct had been.
Which admittedly might be an overstep with her mind drifting toward banishment. Ah well.
Caly says he should clean the place AND formally apologize to the owners of the house.
Calypso
// Better off if you just get over it //
