Dust in a hailstorm

This was the first time mortar had mentioned siblings and she cast a curious eye his way. How many did he have? Would they come to Dono and play too?she was afraid that by the time they got here mortar would know not to listen to her when she said they where allowed and he would warn them. Mortar. .. it really was a mouthful. Her thoughts bounced about the place so quickly it was hard to keep track, but she clung on to this one. "Can I call you tar? Then it's as short as mine. I never use my long name it's so long to say I'm bored before I'm finished" she explained.

As she told her story it was super rewarding to watch him wrapped up in the tale. When it came to the part where she roared he jumped and almost tripped. It was enough to set her off into a stitch of laughter. She had to pause and lean forward she ended up laughing so hard. When she looked back up at him and snuffed and controlled her laughter her expression was an odd Mix, there was fondness and amusement and something odd that looked remarkably possessive.

Then they where at the border and he easily believed her when she said they where allowed. He told her to lead the way and she out her head high in the air and stepped over that scent marker like she did it every day of her life. She went instantly towards the small stream Ren had showed her on her first visit. After all that was the only place on this territory that she actually knew. She reached the water in quick time and strolled into its cool embrace. "Let's swim then, I wanna see if we swim the same way!" She said curiously.

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