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These two boys who had discovered her home through nothing more than a bit of friendliness had done so much for her already, but now she was learning words like cave that she could use to sound more world-prepared than some island bumpkin. Cave. She doesn’t correct him about correcting himself, but she does mutter the new term under her breath as if intending to memorize it then and there. Her black head makes the direction of her eyes to the earth more obvious. She focuses hard, but then she looks up at Nephilim raises her eyes with his compliment and she looks positively brightened.
"And improved it!" She brightens again at the increase of praise, so simple as to have even this little bit of compliment make such a vast difference in her heart. "I love the ocean too. My home, the Arch, is a seaside home on a cold island a short swim from here." Her eyes and curled ears settle on him, only a slight wince exposing her temperature sensitivity. Cold island… but the sea air was already so cold! "I grew up playing in the waves and invented all sorts of games."
"I play and collect and learn the in and out of the water. The food is enough for me, I do not need much. It is a good life here." She seems a bit proud of herself, so self-sufficient. "Will you ever leave the rock hole and live somewhere else?" She turns to the white maned brother, looking surprised but not ill-taken at the question. "I have not thought of leaving..." she admits, though she seems to consider it. "If family were there, maybe I could go there..." She looks around at the beautiful cave with her treasures, though and seems like she might be sorry to abandon her collection. "I would hope they lived somewhere with big leaves and lots of beach and shells and sand. Bigger than here and my… cave. This one is a bit small to have many family." she nods.
OF THE LOST ISLAND WILDS
▻ two years - indian country-bred horse - sooty black dun roan sabino splash - 14.1 hh ◅