Deep in the Preserve - Early Saturday Morning

[tricksy_spy]

Nawat had been on the island for almost a day and a half, and while they'd spent the entire time together, they hadn't talked about much beyond the island, the flockings of crows, and small bits of home - the men and women they'd both served with, Dove, the implications of the lack of rebellion in the past few years

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[hesacrowman]

"You're thinking so loudly you're scaring the birds," Nawat commented finally.

[tricksy_spy]

"Yes, you look terrified," she teased, her heart lighter just at the ability to tease him.

[hesacrowman]

He shook his head, his braids flying about him. "The other birds," he replied. "The ones in bird shapes." Nawat reached for her hand and drew her to a tiny clearing, just big enough for them both to sit down. "Shall we talk then?"

[tricksy_spy]

"I was liking just being with you," Aly admitted. She hated herself a little for shying away and sat on the ground, arranging herself to lean against his shoulder. "What brought you here, Nawat? I - am unimaginably happy that the Black God allowed it, but it is not something I've ever heard of before."