FROM ASHES

The child had come at the call, bored and alone. She didn't understand that she was a prisoner, she didn't know the meaning of it. But she knew was freedom was. The tiny child walked up to the galactic woman, fear plain on her gray masked face. She tried to be brave, tried to smile, but everything was new and unknown to her. Her parents had been no help in explaining things, they said that she would understand when she was older. But she didn't want to wait! She heard the old male talking about Steel, which gave her a bit of courage. "I wan' 'o go wi'h S'eel and play all 'he 'ime!" She stuttered out, those nasty 't's' still not able to be pronounced from her young lips. Charm looked up at the woman, those cyan eyes wide as she searched her face. "I don' know wha' you are doing, bu' everyone has been quie' and don' wan' 'o play wi'h me. If I get wha' S'eel and his family has, will I be able 'o play?" Small body came close to the ground, a pleading whine leaving her lips. Surly the woman would have no need for a small child. "My paren's have 'o come 'oo, 'o look af'er me!" Charmeine added quickly, her tail tucking between her legs. She didn't like this, but her burning curiously made her stand out. Usually she was not shy around strangers, but everything had changed recently.
"speech"