Oh the places you'll go
I'll keep your secret. In that brief moment before the full picture was painted, the girl just couldn't believe her luck. The woman before her had to be an adult, and by her knowledge, all adults were pretty unfair and miserable, especially when it came down to punishments. Well, a selected few weren't, including her mother, so this aunt had to be the best aunt ever. On the inside, she tumbled around with joy, doing imaginary flips and cartwheels. Though her inward festivities abruptly halted when the older female finished the sentence with a catch. She should have seen that coming; it was too good to be true anyway. It was a difficult decision, leaving concentration scribbled all over the child's features. Her head constantly tilted from side to side with a serious thinking face on her complexion while the cogs in her not-so-intelligent brain slowly started to kick in, roaring to life.
"Hmmm..." Then she began to pace around the auburn woman's paws, walking down a straight line before turning around and repeating the process. It was a tricky decision indeed. As she had discovered, exploring on her own was an enjoyable experience, even though perceived dangerous by her family. In the future, she wanted to do it again, but it seemed today her plans had been thwarted. The female was a clever aunt, she had to admit. The girl next overlooked her possible outcomes of the situation. If her aunt doesn't keep the secret, the information is bound to end up in her mother's paws, which will definitely put the child under probation - so no more adventuring for a long while. Alternatively, she could agree to the promise and at the very least try to avoid venturing out unattended, or perhaps ask her mother for permission instead. It wasn't what she was used to doing - not a very Zephyra thing at all though there were plenty of other mischievous actions she could still do. Besides, it wouldn't hurt to sneak out every once in a while; how would her aunt check?
"I'll try," she confessed sheepishly after stopping her pacing, now staring down at her fidgeting paws. Finally looking up, she gazed into her aunt's amber gaze. "You'll keep the secret, right?" It was all that mattered, really. As long as her uncle or mother didn't find out, she'd go to great extents to keep her mischief safe. Until she forgot all about it, that is.
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