Nova Peak let your colors bleed and blend with mine

Sasha ceased her mocking for now; she meant for it to be a light tease but forgot how sensitive her friend was. She could tell that he was struggling with the new language, and had to stop her soft side from letting his speaking slip back to what he was comfortable with. No, he has to learn this. She settled with a firm thought, not allowing herself to have a change of heart. "Thank you." Mordur agreed to what she said every time, and it made her feel a mixture of proud and guilty. Did he really want to do all the things she asked? Probably not. But, she couldn't let him out of her sight, it just didn't feel right.

She pondered over where they should hunt after hearing Mordur's question. "Follow the stream. Leads to forest," she spoke, motioning at the stream that rushed to meet up with a dense pine forest. It was a bit of a walk, but the forest looked promising. "Maybe big prey will be there now," she added, trying to get the dark male's spirits up. She always tried, though it was a fruitless effort. Standing up and stretching, Sasha turned to Mordur and spoke. "Follow," was the last thing she said as she began to walk along the trickling stream.