Muss Your Pretty Hair

Kaija hadn't really thought ahead that far. Even though Askell had said her tusks were cool, he was still older than her and she wasn't sure how receptive he'd be to actually hanging out with her. Especially since he had things to do like crafting and stuff, which was stuff she didn't know how to do. But he agreed, tentatively, but still. He said as long as he stayed in this territory he should be fine. Perfect! And if they got into a stick situation, even though she was far from Valhalla and her mom and siblings there was an adult nearby who surely they could wake up with some screaming. Just in case, of course. She wasn't planning on trouble, but she knew sometimes it could just creep up on you when you weren't expecting it.

She nodded her tusked little head enthusiastically at his question. Which way indeed. That was a good question. Uhh.... Kaija whipped her head around in search of a good route. "This way!" She exclaimed, with all the enthusiasm of someone who totally knew where they were going. All she knew was that she wanted to find that big tree and see just how big it was. Quickly she took off, starting at a careful walk but soon turning into a brisk little trot as she climbed over the vegetation, only hitting a few muddy spots through the way, no doubt kicking up a little bit of mud behind her. She paused when she saw a huge bird up ahead, a thing with long, stick-like legs. She cast a wide-eyed glance behind her at Askell, crouching behind the tall grasses and hoping the thing didn't notice them yet so she could watch it for a moment.