Cirala had already decided that she would follow the earthy toned woman to the end of the earth. So as Elysia had started out that evening the dark girl had not hesitated to follow her. She worried about the girl?s ribs; she had done what she could had at the time, her supplies limited. Still she knew she would be fine, though Cirala did not credit herself for much. She did not know where woman would take her, didn?t even know her name, though she had shared her own. She had learnt that the mysterious girl had lost her tongue? somehow?
She followed at an easy trot, smiling at the earthy female whenever she glanced back, reassuring her that she was following. The woman slowed to walk beside her and she bumped her affectionately. "It?ll be dark soon." She said softly, lifting hazel eyes to glance at the setting sun, and really to no one in particular. It was an observation, a few words spoke almost to remind herself that she had that ability. They had spent much time together and in that time Cirala had not felt the need to talk, almost as if the strange woman?s impediment had been carried over to her as well.
Cirala had been right, they walked onwards sometimes in a line, sometimes side by side into the night. A tree rising up on the horizon, a silhouette though still obvious what it was. She slowed, the strange woman trotting on a head to stretch against the tree before coming to stand beside her again, leaning upon her. The dark woman smiled at her, then turned her head to look around. " Now what?" She turned to look at the woman again, knowing she would not receive an answer, but still eager to see what she had planned.
"Speech"
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