Thread:Crowsoul50/@comment-33229352-20190824035223/@comment-33229352-20190826022137

Willa shook her head as she set about making cups of hot chocolate. "Nope. I asked in the beginning, but she wouldn't say. We thought it was some memory loss or something along those lines. Firehands was delirious when we found her. She kept going on about birds made of metal and her family being killed. That feather on the mantle was near where we found her." She added, taking a break from her mixing to point at it. "Our best guess was she got dropped while the birds were flying off with her. Well, I decided if Firehands was strong enough to fight off a monster like that, and survive the impact of however long she fell, then patching her up would be a breeze. Marshmallows?" She asked as she set down the mugs on the table.

Gevar stood from her spot by the hearth. The fire was now a decent size, and she dusted off her hands with a satisfied expression. "Always loose of tongue, Willa. You'd tell the secrets of everyone under the sun if given the chance." The Stymphalian bird sat down in one of the wooden chairs and pulled a mug close to her. She looked over at Hitan, her black eyes glittering in the firelight as she took a sip.