Locus Obscuro

Jynn’s mention of animals that glowed distracted her from the closed in feeling and the fear of falling forever, and she smiled a genuine smile in the dark. “I’d like to see that one day,” She responded quietly, her tail brushing the walls along the side of the entrance as she relaxed. At the mention of making a torch, he tipped her head, “Is it something Warrimoo could get? He’s pretty big.” She was of course referring to her kite who was still perched somewhere nearby observing the entrance to the cave in which she had disappeared. If it was something they could get the necessary parts for, then maybe her new friend could show her how to make one too.

“Speech”