I like that you're not nice to me, I love your heart of ice.

The fish thing was still bothering her. Why did hearing his pack name make her think of fish? Sadly, if he knew what she meant, he didn’t enlighten her. But she didn’t mind, because he was already distracting her with other things. So she leaned against him, head tilted upwards as she listened to the delightful sound of his voice. “Do you know what bluebell’s look like? I want to know.” She asked him next. Especially if it was the meaning of his name. “Sunflower I know” She added with a giggle.

“You have a sibling called Potato?” Her lip twitched in amusement. “No, My dad’s really over the top. Especially since mum--” She froze. The words had almost rolled right off her tongue, and the wave of emotion hit her like a lightning strike. She hadn’t thought of her mum for a while. She tried not to, it was just too painful. Better to let painful things lie forgotten, where they couldn’t hurt her. She unfroze slowly, and whispered the word he indicated. Stumbling over it as she sought distraction. “Beeruu waaa kaaamideeesu. What does it mean?”


"Speech"