Butterflies And Salamanders

A call would ring out in the silent air, the obsidian woman recognizing the happy yip of the boy from anywhere. It was Salamander, her good buddy ole pal. "Sal!" Mariposa would say in a happy tone, her tail waving happily in the air.
He would welcome her to his "humble abode", the boy's goofy grin cracking a giggle out from the girl. "It's so good to see a familiar face after returning after a long while, especially your's!!" She would exclaim, sitting back upon her haunches as her tail thumped against the soft earth. "How have you been, Sal?" She would ask him in a soft yet hyper tone, curious of the obsidian boy's adventures. He probably had a million stories to tell her. Mariposa giggled softly to herself and watched him, topaz eyes meeting his violet ones as she awaited his response.