03-04-2009, 01:52 PM
Willow cocked her head, looking up at the woman. Firefly. That was a name the girl had heard a lot, usually spoken in hushed tones by her mom, as if afraid of calling the devil to them. Firefly didn't look so scary. And she smelled like mother's milk, which was a good safe smell. Her tail wagged as she answered the question from the older woman.
"I 'splorin! Tal says he splored lots when he was little too! Momma says I should run away if I see you, that you don' know we here. Why momma said that? You purrty and nice and you smew goods too." She had a tendency to ramble, but she was learning words. She was learning conversation. And soon she would probably learn why momma said to stay away from Firefly and Haku.
"I 'splorin! Tal says he splored lots when he was little too! Momma says I should run away if I see you, that you don' know we here. Why momma said that? You purrty and nice and you smew goods too." She had a tendency to ramble, but she was learning words. She was learning conversation. And soon she would probably learn why momma said to stay away from Firefly and Haku.