Rio was still untaught of the many concepts of Life. Her parents busy with a myriad of important things Rio couldn't name, there was rarely a moment Xeris could spare to answer her questions, for she was occupied by her own children ( as she should be; Rio still loved the pale wolfess). In knowing the way of the world, the girl was perhaps a bit behind schedule for her age. It was a shame, for she yearned to understand. Perhaps that Mati could fulfill this desire, at least for the moment, was what caused Rio to be so open with the larger wolf.
She would know. Her longing to try standing on two feet was very strong, owed perhaps to the elevation of her mood thanks to Mati. She didn't quite understand how it would work; there were still questions in her mind. "Could I try now, with you here? Would you... help me?" For a moment she couldn't look into the woman's eyes. She felt very abashed for asking. There was a strong fear that she would be told no, and Mati might not like her as much because of this. But Rio didn't know where else to seek help, lest she go home and find no one to ask. Her sister would be a wonderful guide.
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