[Ah. It was like that, was it? With an open, friendly grin, Aara leans closer to murmur quietly.]

Okay. Your secret is safe with me, no matter what your story is.

[She leans back once more, inhales deeply, and debates if this pretty owl preferred silence. Aara supposed if she did, she could have flown away.]

I was that way once. Before I came here.

[Aara looks out into the distance.]

Things... changed here, though. I changed. The rigid rules of my old Clan... no longer seemed to apply. So... I might understand, in a small way.

[A small grin.]

Then again, I may not.