Chickadee was still getting used to the overpowering smell of the ocean and the roar of the waves. Even without such distractions, she wasn't particularly adept at keeping in tune to her surroundings. And so it was with her usual shiver of alarm that she turned her head toward the gangly-legged dark shadow. But upon seeing the young one, Chickadee found herself smiling warmly -- and as she rose to her feet, her modestly-tucked tail began to wag.

"Yes, Maradona! It's lovely to meet you." She felt a twinge of nervousness flick through her as she recognized the youngster she would be in charge of tutoring. It was a strange position to be in, given that she was still in training herself -- and in truth, Chicky thought of Maradona more of a potential companion than a formal charge. As Chickadee grew older, no doubt her thoughts would change as she took others under her wing; but for now, she was still young.

"Your father tells me you are to be an Ordine," she said softly. Chickadee took a hesitant step in the girl's direction, tilting her head. Her eyes were bright with excitement -- despite her initial feelings of doubt, Chicky was ecstatic to have been given such an important task. She cherished her duty greatly.

Still smiling, the auburn female carefully put together the question she was most curious to hear answered..

"What is it you find appealing about the position?"

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CHICKADEE
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