Exit Does Not Exist

Quote:Blank features stared at her as she tried respiratory to convey her message to him. This was frustrating, why would her mother yeah her this language if no one else spoke it? Kangi was too young to understand that her mother had been trying to preserve their culture and language in her daughter. All she knew that this was frustrating. But he seemed to understand after a moment, saying a word she didn't dare try and pronounce while he was around for fear of him laughing at her. Prospero, she wondered briefly what it meant but couldn't fish the words to ask him out of the stream of her limited vocabulary that trickled through her mind. So she just smiled at him slightly, a small trick of muscles pulling up the edges of her lips but the cheerfulness failed to touch her eyes. He reached forward all of a sudden, lifting her from her seat in gentle jaws. Half of her screamed to flee but where would she go? Instinctively she curled into a ball, haunches curling towards her stomach and tail curling between hind legs so there was nothing for the male to trip on. He placed her by a small den and gave her a sharp commend. "Stay!" she repeated firmly, tapping the ground he had placed her on firmly to show she understood. She knew that word, her mother had used it often to get Kangi to remain in one spot while speaking to friends. Would he be proud of her? She had understood him after all and felt a great pride swell within herself. She could do this... She watched him as he hobbled off, gait different but strong. Tongue began to flick at the roof of her mouth, attempting to silently form his name. "Praw... Spare... O... Prospero... Prospero... " she murmured under her breath as she waited for her new friend to return.

;;kangi