Ankyra Sound To the promised land

She bit her lip, ocher eyes trailing the cloudy sky for a bit. How in the name of The Sea was she supposed to explain that? Well, when ya dun't have any parents an'more, others can adopt ya. Like a parent, but then not by blood. They just... take ya in like one'of their own. She tried, ears wobbling as she thought of the best way to paint the picture.

'n ya can't ask yar dad? She questioned, brows knitting together in slight concern. Was he an orphan too - a lostling with only The Sea as mother? 'Not sure... She answered honestly. Just... Trying ta follow mah own pawprints ta a place I can feel safe 'gain.