skills;
notes;
She was met with silence, her head tilted subtly barely a twitch in her movement. Purple eyes followed the other girls movements, her nose brushing the feather before looking back to Eidola expectantly. Her dark ears swiveled, flicking as uncertainty found her it lived in her eyes and then cascaded down her body. She wasn't sure what to do here, everyone in her life had always communicated with words but...maybe this held some sort of deeper meaning.
Eidola's pondering was interrupted by the others movements again, her bloodied eyes following her nose to the world beyond them deep into the forest, gesturing further she blinked as confusion claimed her. "talon feather," but it was not in a language Eidola understood her brow furrowed, ❝ I don't... ❞ until ─ understanding was whispered into her ear by the voices of spirits that lived in her head. 'the forest...ait eile' her head swiveled, ears turning to catch the hushed words. Was that....where this girl was from?
'where do you come from?' more foreign words, but Eidola wanted to understand, so she studied the way her paw gestured, tracing the movements with an apologetic half smile and dip of her nose as she struggled she lifted her paw to her chest and tilted her head in question ❝ ....me? ❞ did she want her name?
❝ speech ❞
which means if it hasn't happened in a thread ─ it hasn't happened!

