Shy Deer Steppes Spirits in my head and they won't go

The puzzlement on June's face killed Potema's fun. She snorted, then composed herself and regained what little civilty she had within her. She could be nice to a younger stranger for once in her life, right? Ha no. Potema, She responded. She had thought to use her second name, Vaermina, but thought against it in the end. What purpose would it serve? She had nothing to truly hide from the young girl, unable to think of her as a threat. In this way she was similar to the other pale female, but she wouldn't know the small link between them.

In a way, She was being vague, but it was true. She loved wandering much more than she did being cooped up in one place. Though she loved her birthplace, it grew dull after a while. Where is your home?