The tall ebony female was hoping that Blind would decide that she would like to stay in the house, she would of course be more then welcome to dig herself a den, but with the coming winter the chill would be a lot to cope with, especially as the younger girl had an injured leg, the dark female knew of the aches that could come with the cold when you had such an injury. Here in the house Soran knew that Blind would be safe, that she would be able to keep warm and fed and sheltered if she stayed within the house, after all Soran did not even know if the young girl would be up to digging her own den when she had an injured leg. The sable female smiled down at the young girl as she listened to her reply, ears turning to catch the sound of her voice, it was a sweet voice, much like Soran's own blood children, her daughters all seemed to have soft voices that were pleasant to the ear, well except for Dhalia, who had inherited her father's rougher voice to go with her father's less pleasant nature. Blind said that she would love to learn to read, which made Soran's tail wag lightly, she really did love being a teacher to those who were willing to learn, she had very much enjoyed teaching Zalen to read when she had met him all that time ago, she would be happy to do the same for Blind. Soran loved books, she loved any kind of writing, the ability to learn something from the words on a page was thrilling to her, as was the ability that the human story crafters had had to transport one to another world filled with mystery and excitement. Blind soon followed her interjection about wanting to learn to read with a question about what reading was, this caused a smile to play across the dark female's lips, she had the urge to chuckle a little but did not want the young girl to think that her newest friend was laughing at her, for that was far from the truth.
"Have you ever seen any of the old books that the humans left behind, the squiggly markings on pages? That is writing and learning to decipher them and knowing what they say, that is reading." The female explained, her tone warm and motherly.
She watched the girl as she seemed to suddenly grow nervous, she stopped walking and her tail tucked between her legs, Soran's face became a mask of concern, what had happened to the young girl in those moments that had suddenly made her seem so afraid. The dark female padded back to her, she had not noticed that the younger girl had stopped walking for a moment and so she was ahead of her. The dark female's brow furrowed as she looked at her, she mused over whether or not reaching out to lay a comforting hand on the girl would be a good idea, she decided against it as the girl sat down and began to scratch at her ear. Perhaps that had simply been in, she had had an itch, somehow though the ebony female doubted it, she worried that this was now all too overwhelming to the girl and that Blind was simply trying to hide that. The sable female forced a weak smile onto her lips and tried to look as relaxed as possible, in an attempt to calm the brown pelted female.
"Blind? Blind what is wrong my dear? What has happened?" She asked, her tone deeply concerned. As she said this a smile crossed over Blind's lips and she began to look around the house again, it seemed that whatever it was that was affecting her was fleeting thing at least. This calmed the dark female's worries a little.
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