Sunbeam Lair the cat man of aleppo

Of course, she had been curious about what Shiori might do during her inspection of the leaf. To see her put it in her mouth hadn’t been entirely surprising, and the mother was made to feel glad that she hadn’t wandered over to a different sort of plant. “Not all leaves are good,” she cautioned. “You cannot put all of them into your mouth.” Some were deadly, after all. Luckily for the lot of them, however, none of said leaves existed around the densite. Asterr had been sure to pick a safe location for her daughters to be born at, a place that would not endanger their safety even as they grew.

The name was repeated as well as it could be, and so she’d nodded. It would be a while yet before any of them could speak clearly, and so she wasn’t overly concerned about what certain items were to be called in the present. “Do you like the leaf?” she settled on asking, disinterested in lingering on things like pronunciations. With age, she would learn, so worrying now wouldn’t do either of them any good at all.