She didn't fail to take notice to the small grin the curved the corners of her lips. As the daffodil painted woman sat there upon the terra which was painted with parakeet blades. Some grey stones out lined with ruby, pineapple and tiger pigments from the fire that was behind the duo that made of Identification and the young pup, although he was tall for his age.
'If you're Identification why do you need mine?' The youngster questioned out, making her think for a moment. Maybe this could be a intellectual lesson for the young boy. She chuckled in a friendly manner, as a breath was drawn and slowly released. Hearing the thumping of his tail against the ground below them both. 'I'm Corsair, from the Raiders.' Was slipped from him.
Identification sat there. As mulling over his name. "Well greetings Corsair, from the Raiders." The woman smiled to him. "Names have meanings behind them all." Knowing that a name gives a unique identity for others. "And it is only polite when others offer their names that one gives theirs in return. And did you know that Corsair derives from Latin cursus, which means "course"."
It was a unique name given to the pup, but maybe he was going to be someone, he already was with the way he sat there proudly over looking everything around him, almost in a cautious way. "I hope that your parents won't mind you speaking to another that you just meant though. If you would like I can help you find them, or sit here and keep you company." To be honest, she worried about such a youngster alone.
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