Silvertip Mountain What I want

Niita didn't know where Dad had taken her fishing, which she supposed made sense since the other female hadn't been there. She nodded in understanding, knowing should would be able to tell once they got there. 

She trotted along, knowing she had to listen to Niita or else she would learn how to swim. I'll listen, she promised. While she may have been easy to distract, she was just as easy to get back on course, with a gentle reminder. I call him Dad sometimes... Is that wrong? she asked, speaking of Steady. She had never called him Dad to his face, but it had slipped out a time or two with others, and it was reoccurring more and more in her thoughts.