hahaha, it feels weird to be playing Nayru two months younger since puppies develop so fast!
Her mind reeled as she tried to comprehend all the new knowledge. War? Nayru knew the word but had no personal experience to back it up. War wasn’t reality, not now. Didn’t Bris see that even if the war was not so long ago its presence was no longer in Dahlia de Mai? Sadly along with her sister Kol but they had to let go. Maybe it was simply that the coyote that had killed Kol hadn’t let go. Nayru wished she could make that coyote let go and understand, but she knew she didn’t have those abilities. She was only a child and all she could manage right now was to stare wide at Bris, her tiny mouth pursed in an “Oh” shape as she thought of something else to say.
Words failed her though, which meant perhaps she had filled her capacity for new information. Or no, that was not it, not quite. Her capacity was limitless, but it did take some time to process and digest before she could consume anymore. Haku was a foreign name to her, should she pursue information about him? Or more about Inferni? Or maybe she should ask something different all together and make Bris forget this conversation. Unsure until the words came Nayru found her voice, as all children do eventually. Are coyotes cruel? I mean all of them? Nayru knew Bris believed some of them to be, but the little girl was looking for a universal truth. Coyotes couldn’t be so very different from wolves, could they?
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