
She just smiled, doubting that it was really that good. She looked at his earwings, a pang of jealousy turning in the bottom of her stomach. She wanted her feathers to be like that! Of course, they were, but in her opinion, his were much prettier. Ah well, it couldn't be helped.
The spawn smiled at the angel, nodding once. "Thank you. 'Preciate that." she said in that soft, barely-there tone of hers. She doubted she'd be able to float, since she only had one earwing, but she could hope.
