Moonspear you make it seem you're sacred

deciding that no yelling and no hackles meant that she ought to be well received, the girl plod up to the pair and seated herself beside the large woman with gusto. She offered a little wiggle as the woman said her name, knowing it to be her, and liking when people said the name she herself could not yet say. Her gaze zoomed in on the food, too; but she was hardly tempted by such flesh, for she still loved to nurse more than she loved the taste of blood.

they did not, however, offer an explanation as to why the woman was " Fah?"  prompting her to ask again, watching the woman curiously, then on a whim glancing at herself. Was she fat? She couldn't tell, all she knew was that she was black, and seemingly a little shorter than the rest

so sorry for the wait!