[Deep in the Woods]

Uh oh. It seems there's no escape for Kestrel from Atreyu's constant teasing, and her responses are only egging him on more. And it doesn't help that, well, despite all of her denial and protests, deep down she kind of enjoys the teasing. So when his claw lifts her head up by her chin, bringing the bird to look into the werewolf's eyes and reveal her blush, her heart almost skipped a beat. "U-um, t-thanks, b-but," Kestrel started, mumbling shyly. She wanted to keep denying it. Or alternatively, just curl up in a ball on the spot and hide her shame. Except... she also was curious. "b-but," she stuttered again, clearly indecisive.

It didn't take her long to cave in to her real feelings. Was it the tone of Atreyu's voice? Was it the way he licked his lips, flashing a glimpse of his teeth? Whatever the reason, a few words spilled out of Kestrel's mouth before she could stop herself.

"... I m-might be a little curious..." Her feathers drooped, the complete opposite to the way they had flared out when she first met Atreyu earlier that day. It was as if she was shrinking. But from nervousness? Shame and embarrassment? Perhaps it was a mix of both.