Hang in there

Lillie never really had the same issue as Shaye; she did not quickly grow attached to others. She was attached to only a few; Starling being chief among them, with Shaye not so far behind in her affections, though in her mind, they couldn't really be compared. Starling was a friend - nothing more, nothing less, though she was always pleased to see him... nope, she wouldn't admit if there was a tiny something more. Shaye was like a sister to her, a sensation she'd never felt; an experience she had not gone through - an experience Shaye herself did not go through until a year old. It felt so nice, though, to have Shaye there at this moment.

The girl would growl sleepily, and then a sleepy complaint would emerge in the form of a rather cute and childlike whine. "Never! Unless you'd sacrifice yours..." the girl would lift her head, eyeing Shaye. "You are much lar-" her words were interrupted by a yawn, and the girl struggled to form words with the yawn; unfortunately for her... they came out as squeaks. As if she was a little pup. "Ger... than me," she'd finish grumpily, head settling back down on the warm flank, feeling herself get tired again, lulled by the gentle rhythm of Shaye's breathing.

"Speech" "Language"