Daddy didn't seem that suspicious of her antics, and for that she breathed a little sigh of relief. She would hate to be sent back to her mother so soon. Giggling under his touching she finds her footing in the soft ground and is once more standing. Her head tilts up and she puts on her most innocent face ever; the whole watery eyes and pouty lip deal. Just maybe he won't send her back.

"i wanted to play but no one else was up," she states in such a depressing way, when really all she wanted to do was bounce around and shout at the top of her lungs. She takes a step and moves up alongside her father, snuggling into his shoulder. Who could possibly deny such a cutie like herself?

After a minute, a thought suddenly comes to her and she pulls away from Soljor. "I know!," she giggles, prancing about where she stands, unable to hold back her excitement, "You can play with me!". And then she is racing off, well more like bouncing if that were possible. She was easily avoiding any chances of going back to Acelynn now. As long as she kept her daddy busy he wouldn't have much of a chance to talk. It was the perfect plan.