I Spy
She didn't say much, as he had observed. She didn't say anything at all, in fact. He wasn't sure if her lack of speech was something to worry over. Pups were usually loud and spunky, though that didn't mean every child behaved in such a way. He had been quiet as a child; perhaps it was nothing out of the ordinary. Though what if she had speech difficulties or damaged vocal cords? What if she hadn't heard properly? He was certain he had spoken clear enough...well, he'd just have to keep an eye on her.
At least she responded to his gestures, flickering her gaze between him and his companion. She appeared intrigued and fascinated by the spiked creature, and he couldn't help the broad smile beaming upon his ebony features. Then she tilted her head to the side curiously, an indication for him to continue. Perhaps she had understood. He would keep his sentences short and gestures large, however, in case the girl was feeling a bit shy and intimidated by him speaking.
"I'm planting my herbs," he explained, gesturing to his herbs and the soil. Slowly, he dug a small hole in the ground, giving her plenty of room in case she wanted to observe. "First I dig a hole." Picking up one of his herbs - a small bunch of alfalfa - between his teeth, he dangled the roots above the hole and carefully placed the roots inside. "Then I plant my herb," he continued, the bitter taste from the leaves still on his tongue. "Then I fill it up." Supporting the herb upright with one paw, he filled the hole with more soil and patted around it nicely. They still had to water it, but he didn't want to overwhelm the girl with too much information. Learning was better taken with small steps. |