[There's no missing the look of curiosity on her face as the sparrows fly down from the fortress, tilting her head to look at them in wonder. They definitely didn't seem like normal sparrows, not the type she saw around DunBroch or anything of the sort, and she understood that. Merida slowly let one of her hands leave her back and slip into the crook of his arm, looking at him.]
I wonder if someone's charmin' th' birds?
[Or something as the case may have been. It certainly seemed like the case, but who could possibly have need for all of those birds? It wasn't just the eagle that had wandered off after all.]
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I wonder if someone's charmin' th' birds?
[Or something as the case may have been. It certainly seemed like the case, but who could possibly have need for all of those birds? It wasn't just the eagle that had wandered off after all.]