“What is that supposed to mean?” he asks me, not her. Guess that means he can hear Tairn, but not Andarna. “Well, not the first thing.” Andarna sits, flicking her feathertail along the frost-laden grass. “The first thing is we shouldn’t bond until we’re full-grown.” She cocks her head to the side. “Or maybe the first is where the sheep are? I like goats better, though.” “This is why feathertails don’t bond.” Tairn sighs with a hefty dose of exasperation.
