08-20-2009, 11:52 AM
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Noir did not get it. As he ruffled her hair, she stared blankly at the little bird. Slowly, she tilted her face towards the leader. So he did not laugh at her. She felt quite silly for not recognizing the odd bird as her spiritual guide. There had to be some kind of misunderstanding though, because she thought that spirit guides and their persons were supposed to be good friends and get along well with each other. She did not truly realize that the bird had been nothing but kind to her, and that it was Noir’s stubborn nature that was the main issue between her and Kinigisdi. She saw the bird’s guidance as something more, as if the bird tried to boss her around. As mentioned before, Noir was stubborn. She was a very kind creature, though too spoiled in many ways.
”Kinigisdi?” the girl said uncertainly. The name sounded odd to her. Noir would probably have named it Bluey or something silly and plain. Now when they were over on this subject, the girl hesitated, then looked around Dawali’s legs and up at him. ”Dawali where is yours spirit guide?” Maybe he did not have any? Maybe it had died. Noir’s lips shut tight together when she considered that possibility. What if she made him sad by reminding him of his dead spirit guide?