Sallie jumps with the nearness of the noise, but laughs along with Raguel, even if it's at a bright scarlet bird's quarrel with another of lesser authority over branch position instead of her companion's original topic.
"What do you say we move on?" She points to the dueling birds. "Folk're getting a mite antsy."
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Sallie jumps with the nearness of the noise, but laughs along with Raguel, even if it's at a bright scarlet bird's quarrel with another of lesser authority over branch position instead of her companion's original topic.
"What do you say we move on?" She points to the dueling birds. "Folk're getting a mite antsy."