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Valkyrie, ever ignorant to the world outside their own, was unsure about what to make of Kaena's repetition of her last name. Eager to please the older woman, she nodded her head so that her large ears flopped about and quickly interjected with, Ryan de le Poer is my mama, before the conversation was swept away into another direction. What she had meant in her question had been the creation of the clan, but Kaena's answer did not at all match what she had intended to inquire about.
This left the youngster a little confused for a brief moment, and she watched the woman with a guarded curiosity. Was she crazy? Perhaps. No legacy of Kaena beyond being the founder of the clan had ever been passed down to her; had she known that the woman was, indeed, insane in her own ways, Val would've understood things only slightly better.
The old beach? she repeated uncertainly, interrupting before anything was asked of her, eyes flickering into narrowness. She had no idea there was another one at all. You mean we haven't been here forever? And when the Inferni matron went on to suggest she was born here, Valkyrie again bobbed her head comically, though offered no further words in the matter.
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Valkyrie, ever ignorant to the world outside their own, was unsure about what to make of Kaena's repetition of her last name. Eager to please the older woman, she nodded her head so that her large ears flopped about and quickly interjected with, Ryan de le Poer is my mama, before the conversation was swept away into another direction. What she had meant in her question had been the creation of the clan, but Kaena's answer did not at all match what she had intended to inquire about.
This left the youngster a little confused for a brief moment, and she watched the woman with a guarded curiosity. Was she crazy? Perhaps. No legacy of Kaena beyond being the founder of the clan had ever been passed down to her; had she known that the woman was, indeed, insane in her own ways, Val would've understood things only slightly better.
The old beach? she repeated uncertainly, interrupting before anything was asked of her, eyes flickering into narrowness. She had no idea there was another one at all. You mean we haven't been here forever? And when the Inferni matron went on to suggest she was born here, Valkyrie again bobbed her head comically, though offered no further words in the matter.
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