Little Quiet One

Fia didn't flinch as her big brother joined her and she wouldn't be too aware if he had actually wanted to be there or not. Her tail swished maybe once to his presence, but quickly went still. It was almost like the familiarity of him made her happy, but maybe she didn't want to show that. She found her gaze following his birds as they flew over head and her eyes stayed out on the lake's surface. She wasn't really uncomfortable around him, but getting to know her older siblings a little better wasn't so easy. She felt like they may have been some of the wolves she knew best but also didn't quite know them at all. Maybe it was her, or maybe it was them. There was still plenty of time for that to happen though.

As Saracyn mentioned the water and asked if she had known how to swim, it took her just a moment to think in response. "I don't know." She maybe didn't want to admit that she didn't know how to swim yet. It was some kind of confidence or lack thereof. Not just of her brother. It was of everyone really. She still had so much to discover of herself. To determine who she was at heart. She wanted to be strong and fearless but there was really no way of showing that now or finding out if she simply wasn't cut out for it. It was made in her not to be weak, she could feel it. But she couldn't be so sure. One of her paws reached out into the water's surface just rippling over the edge but she didn't go any further. She didn't look at Saracyn for help or even his reaction. Maybe he didn't care, she could pretend like he was never here if that was the case.

"Fiametta"