either way

*Derecho* · (This post was last modified: 03-17-2017, 06:35 PM by Derecho.)

She's not smart enough to be afraid. It doesn't matter, in her mind-- nothing can touch her. This one bows, so she gestures back, fluffy butt high in the air. There's a wiggle as well, like she does when she's play fighting with her brothers and sisters. Though Fable is a stranger, technically, he doesn't feel weird or threatening. Derecho is open.

"This is the west," Echo grins, tail wagging slightly. "Serpent Plains!" She nods softly, head bobbing. Small, soft, and fluffy. She's all of those things, right now. She bounces briefly around the boundary line, pouncing at the larger child's feet. Playful. Always playful.

"It's okay, I want to go everywhere else though!" Derecho chirps, tail twitching. "What's the rest of the west look like? What's C'estial look like?" She struggles with the word she hasn't heard before, cutting the 'l' from the middle. It's the first time she's screwed one up, at least for now. Echo would cut herself a break. The rolling thunder finds a little pride from not talking like a little kid... but it's hard. The sounds were strange as they flowed together. "I've got a lotta siblings to play with, so it's okay." Her head bobs softly, an afterthought. Today, being on her own was more than okay. She got Fable out of it, after all!

heroes get remembered
DERECHO WRECKAGE
bad bitches never die

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