The wry, whimsical twist at the corners of Tuo's lips grows lax from surprise, and he grows still before he can offer up the last piece of flat bread quick enough for Alvi... who ruffles his feathers and gives his ear a reproachful nip. Tuo flinches, and, "--ah! You little beast," he scolds, but he gives the last of the bread to the greedy magpie anyway. Then he carefully slips from his perch on the fence and approaches Dain, cautious curiosity brightening his eyes.
A weighted pause, before at last he smiles. "Anja." And, heedless of what it must look like to any bystanders, he steps forward and puts his arms around his oldest friend in a warm embrace. (Alvi, peeved, squawks and flutters back to the fence to preen his feathers indignantly.)
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The wry, whimsical twist at the corners of Tuo's lips grows lax from surprise, and he grows still before he can offer up the last piece of flat bread quick enough for Alvi... who ruffles his feathers and gives his ear a reproachful nip. Tuo flinches, and, "--ah! You little beast," he scolds, but he gives the last of the bread to the greedy magpie anyway. Then he carefully slips from his perch on the fence and approaches Dain, cautious curiosity brightening his eyes.
A weighted pause, before at last he smiles. "Anja." And, heedless of what it must look like to any bystanders, he steps forward and puts his arms around his oldest friend in a warm embrace. (Alvi, peeved, squawks and flutters back to the fence to preen his feathers indignantly.)